Beatrice had invited everyone — prominent business partners, relatives, the family’s closest friends.

Selina arrived on Arthur’s arm in a designer gown.

Mateo wore a tailored little blue suit.

And when everyone was assembled under the great canopy, Beatrice tapped her glass with a silver spoon, and the garden went quiet, and she made her announcement.

“Tonight,” she said, beaming, “the Vance family finally welcomes the one who will carry our name into the future.”

Not everyone applauded.