Olivia hardens, her red nails digging into her biceps. “Most people aren’t aware of that small detail, Miss Beni.”
“I assumed,” Ali says, the bite in her tone surprising me. “It wasn’t easy to track&ed theowpD; your lineage; some of the records are missing.”
It’s weird what happens then. The playing field seems to level. A begrudging respect slightly visible in the lift of Olivia’s brows. “State employees.” She shrugs. “What do you expect?”
Ali nods. “Right. But your father was Henry’s son.”
“Illegitimate son.”
Anger runs through Ali’s body. I feel every shiver of it. “I hate that word,” she says, running a hand across her stomach. “Sother than beep
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