Chapter 2 - The Face Of An Heir
Six-year-old Mateo stepped forward beside his mother, his posture calm and confident despite the intimidating room full of wealthy strangers.
He tilted his head up, looking directly at Alejandro. The boy possessed his father's exact dark eyes, sharp jawline, and thick brown hair.
"Are you the man who made my mommy cry?" Mateo asked, his innocent voice carrying across the silent mansion hall.
Alejandro fell to his knees on the marble floor, his chest heaving as tears filled his eyes. He reached a shaking hand toward the boy, but didn't dare touch him.
"My mother..." Alejandro whispered in utter panic, turning his head toward the front row. "She told me you died in the hospital... she said you buried her, Mom!"
Grace Del Valle, dressed in a sleeveless champagne gold lace gown, gasps in terror. She covered her mouth with a trembling hand as surrounding guests turned to glare at her in shock.
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"Alejandro, don't listen to her!" Grace stammered, her voice high and nervous. "She's lying! She's an imposter trying to ruin your engagement!"
👉 How was Grace planning to hide the truth when official documents were about to be revealed?
