How Three Hidden Sons Exposed the Truth of a Billionaire Divorce
He opened the door and stepped out into the hallway.
The door clicked shut.
I stood in the quiet apartment for a long moment.
The rain was coming down harder now.
I went to the counter and picked up the paper he had left behind.
The DNA results.
Ninety-nine point nine percent.
I folded the paper and slid it into the drawer beneath the silverware.
A few minutes later, I heard the sound of laughter in the hallway.
The front door unlocked.
Sarah walked in first, holding a wet umbrella.
Behind her, three small boys rushed into the room.
“Mommy!” Toby yelled, dropping his backpack on the rug.
“We saw a giant dinosaur!” Noah said, running to hug my knees.
Leo stood by the door, trying to pull off his red boots.
“He tried to climb the dinosaur,” Sarah said, smiling as she shook out her coat.
“I had to grab him by his jacket.”
“Thank you, Sarah,” I said, forcing a smile.
I knelt down to help Leo with his boots.
He had Blake’s chin.
They all had his eyes.