After the Divorce I Took My Three Girls to California — Then the Housekeeper Walked Into Their Thanksgiving Dinner and Ended Everything

And he didn’t look at Odette, and he didn’t look at the crystal or the twenty startled faces.

He looked straight across the room at the little boy, and his whole face changed.

Rosalind’s head swung from him to Odette and back.

“Who is this man?” she demanded.

“His name is Wyatt Dalton, Mrs.

Prewitt,” Hattie said, and rested two fingers on the yellow envelope.

“He was engaged to Odette before any of this.

And while you were all sitting down to dinner, he and I had a paternity test run — properly, through an accredited forensic laboratory, three days ago.