Chapter 9 - CELL BLOCK CONFRONTATION
The fluorescent lights of the Manhattan holding facility hummed loudly, casting a harsh glare across the metallic visitation table.
Carter sat in a grey jumpsuit, his wrists restrained by heavy steel handcuffs as the guard buzzed Eleanor into the room.
He looked up, his eyes hollow and defeated, a far cry from the arrogant husband who had handed her a settlement folder seventy-two hours prior.
"Did you come to mock me, Eleanor?" Carter asked, his voice raspy and broken. "Are you happy now that I have nothing left?"
"I came to give you something you forgot in the foyer," Eleanor said calmly, pushing an envelope across the metal table.
Carter frowned, opening the envelope with his thumb to reveal a certified lab report from the New York Medical Center.
As his eyes scanned the official medical document, his face turned from pale to completely ghost white.
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"Julian Thorne..." Carter whispered, reading the paternity match result over and over again in absolute shock.
"She used you to pay off her family's debt in Florida, Carter," Eleanor said softly, standing up from the metal chair. "She never loved you."
