Chapter 12 - The Bank Records Reveal All
The federal marshals escorted Rowan toward the front door, slipping heavy steel handcuffs around his wrists with practiced efficiency.
“Phoebe, please... think of Leo! He needs his father!” Rowan cried out over his shoulder as they pulled him across the threshold.
“Leo needs a father with integrity, not a criminal coward who abandons his wife in labor,” I replied, closing the door firmly behind them.
Selina scrambled off the sofa, realizing she was now completely alone in our house with a hostile billionaire standing in the kitchen.
“You... you can’t leave me here! I have rights!” Selina shrieked, backing away toward the hallway coat rack.
“You have the right to remain silent until your court-appointed public defender arrives,” Gideon noted dryly from the living room sofa.
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My father handed sleeping baby Leo back to me, his eyes softening with deep paternal pride and affection.
“You handled that like a true Sterling, sweetheart,” Gideon smiled warmly, brushing a stray lock of hair from my forehead.
