“We’re not doing the test at that lab where your affair partner works. We’ll go to a private clinic and get the results fast.”
“If Cindy turns out to be my daughter, I’ll apologize, transfer my assets to you and the kids, then divorce you.”
“This way, we keep the family wealth intact, and you and the kids will be set for life.”
“But if she’s not…” Latham’s eyes darkened, the unspoken threat hanging heavy in the air—nothing Octavia wanted to hear.
Octavia’s guilt bubbled up; if she went through with the paternity test, all her secrets would be exposed.
Her silence only twisted the knife for Latham.
“What’s the matter? Too scared now?” Latham’s gaze was venomous.
“Octavia, I trusted you. I put this family in your hands, never once considered leaving you.”
“And what did you do? You lied to me.”
“How could you do this? Did I deserve this?”
The accusation hit its mark. Octavia snapped.
She let out a cold laugh. “Oh, really? You trusted me? Never thought about divorce? You just went through a parade of women behind my back.”
“Wasn’t it you who let women like Fallon get pregnant, show up at our door, demanding you marry them?”
“Don’t act like you’re the only victim here—we’ve both played our part in this mess.”
A sharp crack cut through the tension—Latham slapped Octavia hard across the face.
Her head snapped to the side and she tumbled onto the sofa.
“Mom!” Cindy shrieked in panic, scrambling over to help her up.
Latham shot Cindy a look filled with nothing but contempt.
“Dad, why are you doing this? There has to be some mistake—Mom would never do something like this!” Cindy pleaded desperately, clueless but already gripped by fear.
If she wasn’t a James, then who was she?
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