Jaxon
“There has to be something else we can do," I barked. I sat down heavily in my office chair.
“Without the paternity test in hand yet, there's no way to move forward," my lawyer responded. “Besides, even if we prove the child isn't yours, the only thing we can say she is guilty of is mistaking the father. There's no way to prove she did anything on purpose or to trap you."
“But I know that's what she's doing!"
“I'm afraid regardless of how wealthy or powerful you are, Jaxon, a jury isn't going to just take your word for it. I need proof of wrongdoing. I need evidence that she's conspiring against you. Right now you have nothing but an uncomfortable situation."
“Keep searching and I'll keep digging for something we can use," I demanded. I didn't wait for him to respond before
