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There's no way I just heard right. It's not possible. “Your child is asking for his father, Jaden.” I paused. Those words replayed in my head. There's no way I had a child with Camille. “What's this rubbish you speak of? What nonsense is this you're spouting,” I asked, enraged. “ Jaden, you have a child. She's asking for her father. You need to meet your child,” she reiterated. What does she mean I have a f*****g child?! I rose up in anger and began pacing my office. “Camille, I never want to hear your voice, ever again, you lying b***h!” “Jaden we have to meet! You have to at least talk to me one last time”, she said and started sobbing over the phone. Disgusted at her, I hung up and deleted her contact. I don't know why it was still on my phone. A child? I can't have a chi