Richard read the first page.
His expression changed when he saw the supporting documents.
He looked at Spencer.
“Tell me this isn’t true.”
Spencer stared at the table.
“Dad—”
“Tell me!”
The shout echoed through the room.
Spencer flinched.
“I thought I could fix it.”
“Fix what?”
“The gender result. The inheritance. Everything.”
Richard stood so abruptly that his chair scraped backward.
“You used my name to bribe a bakery?”
“I was desperate!”
“You involved a doctor? You involved another woman? You humiliated your pregnant wife in front of everyone we know?”
Spencer’s eyes filled with tears.
“You said I needed to produce an heir.”
Richard went silent.
For the first time, the older man appeared uncertain.
“I said the family needed someone responsible enough to lead the company.”
“You said a son would carry the name forward!”
“I never told you to falsify medical results!”
“No,” Chloe interrupted. “You only made him believe that a daughter would make him less worthy.”
