Robert lifted a hand, silencing her. Then he placed a manila folder on the table in front of his father.
“The real report is in there,” he said. “Court-certified paternity results. I took the test six weeks ago after Claire mailed an anonymous copy of her fake one to my office.”
I stared at him.
He finally met my eyes, his voice softening. “I never doubted you. I needed proof before I exposed them.”
No one moved.
Then the doorbell rang.
Robert checked his phone. “Good,” he said. “My attorney is here.”
And that was the moment Claire and Diane realized the dinner table was no longer their stage.
It had become their downfall.
The silence after Robert spoke felt heavier than the accusation.
Claire broke first. “You called a lawyer? To your parents’ house? Are you insane?”
Robert stayed at the head of the table, one hand resting on the back of his chair. “No. I’m prepared.”
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