Chapter 2: The Silent Verdict
Richard Blackwood stared at the document. He didn't want to touch it, but the curiosity was a hook in his throat. He unfolded the paper, his spectacles sliding down his nose.
The room held its breath. Julian’s smug grin faltered. Victoria tightened her grip on her wine glass until her knuckles turned white.
"What is this nonsense?" Richard whispered, his voice trembling. He looked at the document again. It was a genetic analysis—a paternity and lineage verification. The percentages didn't lie.
"It’s a comparison," Chloe explained, her gaze fixed on Richard. "The Blackwood family is famous for its ‘unbreakable’ lineage. The firstborn son of the firstborn son. But the math in this document, Richard, proves that the ‘Blackwood heir’ sitting next to me isn't even a distant relation."
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The silence that followed was suffocating. Victoria stood up, her face a mask of beautiful, terrified fury. "She’s lying! This is a forgery! Dad, don't listen to her!"
Richard didn't look at Victoria. He couldn't. He was staring at the name on the report: Chloe Blackwood.
