Melanie didn’t let it show in front of the twins that she was marveled at what she saw. The house she was in was too beautiful to be real.

‘‘Should I call you Melanie or sis?’’ Elle asked as she settled on a couch, pulling Melanie to sit beside her.

‘‘Melanie is fine,’’ Melanie smiled.

‘‘Okay, what would you like to eat?’’ Elle asked.

‘‘I’m okay, Elle,’’ Melanie replied.

‘‘Well, I’m not accepting that, sister-in-law. Elle smiled.

‘‘Mrs. Mary!’’ Elle shouted the maid’s name who ran towards her almost immediately.

‘‘Get the rest,’’ Elle ordered.

Fifteen workers rushed in a few seconds after Mrs. Mary had left.

‘‘You all should...