Chapter 7
Pilar’s heart beat a mile a minute. Samuel was alive. For twenty-five years she’d scrubbed and polished Mitch Morgan’s house and he never once hinted that her husband was alive. She wanted to strike out and murder the already dead man, which would change nothing. She’d be better off throwing her arms around Samuel and never let go.
Unfortunately she couldn’t do that either. She smoothed her black sundress and held her head high as she stepped into the ballroom where Caro discussed wedding decorations with Valentina, her husband’s younger daughter.
Her head pounded as she had so many things to think about, but the moment she met Caro’s questioning gaze, Pilar calmed the tornado in her mind. “What did the test results reveal?”
Samuel walked in behind her and his face was red, b
