PART 1: The Wedding Gift
My billionaire father-in-law offered me $12 million to divorce his son because his pregnant mistress was carrying triplet boys. I signed and vanished, but nobody in that room knew I was pregnant too, with four babies.
Graham sat beside Delia, his executive assistant, his arm around her swollen belly while his father slid the divorce papers across to me.
Three boys. Three Calloway heirs.
Apparently, that mattered more than our three-year marriage.
I looked at my husband one last time. “Tell me not to sign.”
For a second, I thought he would.
Then Delia started crying.
Graham took her hand.
That was my answer.
I signed every page.
That night, alone in my best friend’s apartment, I finally took the pregnancy test I’d been too afraid to touch.
Two pink lines.
A few days later, an ultrasound changed everything.
“One,” Tessa whispered.
Then two.
Three.
Suddenly she stopped moving the probe.
“Camille… there are four.”
Quadruplets.
Graham’s children.
I told no one.
Three weeks later, I left America and built a quiet life in Switzerland. Months afterward, Theo, Rowan, Josie, and Hazel arrived safely, two boys and two girls.
For almost two years, the Calloways celebrated Delia’s sons as the future of their dynasty while my four children grew up thousands of miles away.
Then Tessa sent me a wedding announcement.
Graham was marrying Delia.
That very month, his father was restructuring the family trusts around Delia’s three boys.
So I had DNA tests done.
99.99 percent certainty.
Graham was the father of all four of my children.
On his wedding day, I came back.
I walked onto the Calloway estate in an ivory pantsuit, four toddlers at my side.
Beatrice dropped her champagne glass.
Graham stared at the children.
“Camille… who are they?”
I handed him an envelope.
“A wedding gift.”
His hands shook as he opened the DNA results.
Then his eyes rose to meet mine.
“They’re mine?”
But I was no longer looking at him.
I was watching Delia.
She wasn’t furious.
She wasn’t heartbroken.
She was terrified.
And suddenly I understood why.
My children’s DNA didn’t only prove that Graham had four more heirs.
It handed the Calloways a reason to test Delia’s three sons.
And from the look on the bride’s face, I knew the secret that had destroyed my marriage was about to destroy hers.
