When the district attorney confronted him with the official court log, he broke down and admitted Chad had bribed and threatened him into validating irregular documents.
Then another, darker layer surfaced.
Chad had formally filed for sole custody of Toby, using my criminal conviction and newly revealed connection to Christopher as proof that I was an unfit parent.
While reviewing his filings, our lawyers uncovered Chad’s complete medical history.
It showed he had suffered from absolute male infertility years before our wedding.
I stared at the report in shock.
Toby was six years old.
And I had never been unfaithful to my husband once.
Our legal team subpoenaed records from the fertility clinic where Chad and I had undergone treatment years earlier.
I clearly remembered him telling me the doctors had used his frozen genetic material.
That had been another lie.
The clinic had used an anonymous donor.
And the altered consent form carried the signature of a second witness I recognized immediately.
Lorraine Miller.
Chad had known from the beginning that Toby was not his biological son.
Yet for six years, he had played the loving father while quietly preparing legal weapons to use the child against me if our marriage ever collapsed.
Christopher closed the folder with a heavy thud and said, “Your mother did not start selling you out this week, Genevieve.”
The next afternoon, Chad attended a high-profile real-estate investor summit in Scottsdale, hoping to secure financing for his new venture.
I walked into the main hall accompanied by my father’s legal team.
The moment Chad saw me near the stage, all color vanished from his face.
“What on earth are you doing here?” he stammered. “You were handcuffed yesterday.”
“I am just here to correct a few accounting errors,” I replied loudly.
In front of wealthy investors and bank executives, I explained that the prime commercial property Chad was offering as collateral was under criminal investigation for deed forgery.
One executive immediately stepped away from him and withdrew his offer.
Chad cornered me in a private side hallway, fury widening his eyes.
“You are going to ruin everything I built!”
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