Chapter 5 - THE COUNTERFEIT TRUTH
The rain battered the windows of Arthur’s penthouse as the chief medical officer handed over the sealed file. Arthur ripped it open. His face hardened as he read the bold red letters: 0% Probability of Paternity. Emily, standing by the fireplace, let out a shattered sob. "I'm sorry," she whispered, turning to leave. "They told me to come to you." But Arthur didn't move to kick her out. His eyes darted from the paper to the birthmark on her wrist, then to the undeniable reflection of Sarah in Emily’s cheekbones. "Stop," Arthur commanded. "My uncle recommended this lab, didn't he? We’re doing a second test. My way."
