“So,” she said coolly. “You found out.”
Daniel positioned himself between her and the girls. “You faked their deaths.”
“I had no choice,” she replied. “Your board was going to push you out. I couldn’t afford to be tied to a scandal. The girls complicated things.”
“Who left them here?”
She hesitated. “A contractor. It was supposed to be handled.”
“Handled?” Daniel’s voice went hollow.
“I didn’t want children,” she snapped. “They weren’t part of my future.”
The twins clung to Ethan.
Sirens wailed in the distance.
Daniel had already alerted his security chief and a detective he trusted. Police cars rolled into the landfill moments later. The hooded man was caught attempting to flee. Victoria was handcuffed, her composure finally cracking—not with remorse, but with fury at losing control.
When the officers stepped back, Daniel knelt in front of his daughters.
“It’s over,” he whispered.
Lily moved first, pressing her forehead against his shoulder. Rose followed slowly. It wasn’t an easy embrace. It was fragile. But it was real.
Daniel looked at Ethan.
“You’re not staying here,” he said.
Ethan blinked. “What?”
“You saved them. You’re coming home with us.”