They Called My Four Girls “Failed Attempts at a Son” — They Forgot I Was the One Who Saved the Family Company From Bankruptcy

“Mateo is mine,” he said.

“I have to be a responsible father.”

“And your four daughters?” I asked him.

“What are they?”

“Don’t confuse the two things, Mariana.”

And then Beatrice, who was somehow always there for these moments, stepped in, perfectly calm.