He looked at Valerie with fear and anger.
“You’re not my mama!” Leo shouted.
Everyone froze.
Then he pointed at her and said, “You’re the bad lady I saw in Papa’s room yesterday.”
Marco’s face changed instantly.
“Leo,” he stammered, “what are you talking about?”
Leo ran to me and held my hand tightly.
“I heard her, Mama,” he said. “She told Papa to put something in your coffee so people would think you were sick. Then they could take the house and your company.”
The microphone slipped from Marco’s hand.
Valerie turned pale.
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