I told Brooke that Camilla might be Chloe’s biological mother.

She covered her mouth in shock, then asked whether Camilla and I planned to reunite.

I said I had no idea.

“You were always going to marry her,” Brooke murmured.

“Mom hated that she could make you happy without the family money.” It was a painful observation, but I knew it was true.

Brooke also remembered one incident from years earlier.

Gwen had asked her to sign a donor acknowledgment for the adoption agency, saying the foundation was sponsoring emergency child services.