He spotted his ex-wife counting coins just to buy bread—then suddenly realized the twin boys standing beside her were his sons.

later, he’d seen her counting coins while two little boys stood at her side.

Two boys with his dark hair.
His gray eyes.
His serious expression.

That night, sitting in his glass-walled office above downtown Chicago, Nathan called his longtime executive assistant.

“I need information on Emma Parker.”

His assistant paused. “Your ex-wife?”

“Yes.”

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