Divorced Heiress
Chapter 59

While helping Vincent pack his things, I told him in great detail everything that happened in the trial and the conversation with Rachel before his lawyers arrived. I mentioned my slight suspicions about Paul, and he remained thoughtful, never stopping the folding of each garment.

-I'll use my contacts, I'll investigate Paul and the lawyers. Whatever they're hiding, I'll uncover it. It's important not to mention this to anyone, at least until I get results, not even to Leonardo. We have to make sure before taking action.- Vincent spoke after a long while, and I agreed with his plan.

A bitter sensation settled in my chest because I still found it hard to believe that Paul was capable of this. What the hell did he want to achieve?

At this point, I didn't trust anyone, not even my best friend. I hadn't even had time to talk to her, or maybe I just didn't want to speak to her.

-Tomorrow, we'll be back. I'd like to meet with your contacts and you. I want to closely follow the case asked, finishing folding his shirts neatly, and he gave me a genuine smile.

-Of course, princess. Whatever Paul is involved in, we'll find out. I'll help you with everything. He nodded, and I returned his smile.

-I appreciate it.-

Before we could continue our conversation, Maga knocked on the door from the other side.

-Sarah, the Lancasters have arrived.- Maga said, and I looked at the door as if I could see through it, feeling Vincent's gaze on the back of my neck.

They had arrived. Had time passed so quickly?

-The Lancasters? The witches and the scoundrel?- Vincent asked as soon as he heard Maga, and I let out an amused laugh at how he referred to some members of that family.

-I'm coming, Nana!- I shouted to Maga, who expected a response from me, and I turned to Vincent before answering him. -The scoundrel and his good twin.-

He looked confused, and I took advantage to leave his room before he bombarded me with questions

Maga was with Tristan outside his room. Before going to Vincent, I asked her to get him ready for his father and uncle's visit. I saw her surprise on her face, but she didn't ask anything, and now seeing her astonished expression, I knew that she had already realized the existence of Alexander's twin.

-Sarah, Tristan is ready, and they're waiting downstairs.- Maga said. I stroked my son's soft hair and took his hand for him to walk beside me.

-Thank you, Nana. I'll take care of the rest of the night. You can have the rest of the day off.- I said, waiting for Maga to go to her room. I took a deep breath before kneeling down and speaking to Tristan. -Son, you look very handsome. Are you ready to meet your uncle? He's Alex's brother, and you know what? They look very similar.- smiled, seeing that he understood, at least in his own way.

-Is he like Aunt Abby?- He asked with his childish voice, his honey-colored eyes looking at me curious

-Yes, something like that. Shall we go?- His head moved vigorously up and down in response to my question, and without further ado, I led him to the living room where the pair of men were waiting.

-Ales!- As soon as Tristan saw him, he let go of my hand and ran to him. But to everyone's surprise, he reached Alexis and hugged his motionless legs in the wheelchair. Alexis looked astonished and did nothing but return his hug, running his hands over his small back.

-Wow, can you give me a ride on your chair?- Tristan's question provoked laughter from Alexis, and I looked embarrassed. I didn't expect the introduction to get out of hand.

-Tristan, this is Uncle Alexis. And this is Alexander, your dad.- I took his hand and made him look beyond Alexis. When he saw Alexander, he remained still, his eyes going back and forth between Alexander and Alexis.

-Mom, two Ales.- Tristan's sweet voice made me laugh at the same time as the two men in front of me.-

-Daddy Ales.-

Alexander approached his son, who couldn't stop looking at them, showing his confusion, but in the end, he focused all his attention on Alexander, who was squatting in front of him. He is my twin brother. You can call him uncle, call me dad.- I couldn't help but feel moved by Alexander's constant efforts to get Tristan to call him dad instead of Alex.

-Ales. Uncle Ales.- Tristan pointed to each one with his finger, as if it hadn't been difficult to tell them apart. I could see a bit of disappointment on Alexander's face because he still couldn't get Tristan to call him dad. But as if he had noticed, Tristan wrapped his arms around Alexander's neck before saying to him. -Daddy Ales.-

My heart skipped a beat as I watched that scene, and I noticed that Alexander stood frozen, even managing to see a sparkle in his eyes that matched his smile of disbelief.

I let them enjoy their father-son moment and approached Alexis to apologize for Tristan's earlier actions and thank him for coming to meet him.

After telling me how beautiful and smart Tristan was, he finally approached him to get to know him, and even lifted him onto his lap to take him for a ride in his wheelchair.

I sat next to Alexander on the couch, at a considerable distance, as we still had a pending conversation that couldn't wait any longer.

-It hasn't turned out so bad after all.- Alexander said as he watched Tristan laugh heartily while being taken for a ride. And now that I thought about it, he was right, they were getting along very well. -I've thought of the best solution for everyone. He said after a few seconds.

I stopped looking at Tristan to focus my attention entirely on Alexander. I didn't think that finding a solution to something so important would come so quickly.

-What do you have in mind?- I asked, having no idea what the supposed solution was and if I would agree to it.

-I'll be the one to go to Paris on behalf of LC.- My eyebrows rose in surprise; I never believed he would be capable of leaving his company to go to France. Anyway, it would only be for a year. And then? As if he had read my mind, he finished by saying. -I'm going to move there indefinitely.-