Talia was mid-spoonful of mashed banana aimed expertly at Luna's squirming mouth when her phone buzzed.
Again.
And again.
And again.
She glanced at the screen, expecting another wave of fan posts or fashion inquiries. Instead, she saw the headline blaring across multiple notifications:
"Vanessa Hart Breaks Silence: 'I Was There Before the Fame, And the Kids Might Not Be His'"
The spoon clattered onto the tray.
"What the actual..."
"Momma!" Zane giggled from the other highchair, clearly proud of the chaos.
Ethan's voice echoed from the hallway, "Talia, don't read anything yet. I just got a call from PR."
She stood frozen, her chest tight with disbelief. "Did she just say what I think she said?"
Ethan walked in, face grim but calm, holding a tablet.
"She went on a livestream. Told the world I'm being manipulated. That you're using the twins to secure your place in the Wolfe estate."
Talia blinked.
"Wow. She said all that with her whole chest?"
He nodded.
