Damian's hand closed around the stem of his glass. Damon's mouth twitched.
"Second. Ronald is my husband on paper. In private, he is Catherine's lover. By profession, he is a sales manager at MedVance Pharmaceuticals. As of tonight, he is also the man who synthesized the suppressant Catherine tried to slip into Damian's wine." I glanced at Damon. He dipped his chin. I slid the folder across the marble. "Damon has the proof. I would rather you read it than ask me to perform it."
Arthur opened the folder. He turned three pages, slowly, with the kind of stillness that meant nothing in his face was real yet.
"Third. My name is Kate. Alice was a cover your sons built so I could sit at this table without alerting Catherine. I lied to you, and for that I owe you an apology."
A breath.
"But I
