The Secret Heir

R O M A N

Alright, that went better than I expected. Valeria had just driven away, and Sylvia, after chasing her car, was panting, coming back to us, trying to catch her breath.

Aunt Miriam was shocked; she was just looking at Sylvia as she placed her hand on her chest.

“Did that just happen?” She asked, snapping out of her state.

“When I tell you she's crazy, you think I'm exaggerating,” I said,