I Discovered My Husband’s Hidden Life While Celebrating Someone Else’s Baby and Uncovered a Betrayal Worth Millions

Section 5

Days passed, each one slower than the last. I stared at my phone, the anticipation swirling in my gut like a storm. Then it arrived—a notification from the lab. My heart raced as I tapped the link, my hands trembling.

The results confirmed my worst nightmare: Percy was not Geoffrey’s biological son. My breath hitched as the words sank in, a hollow ache spreading through me. I pressed my palms against my eyes, fighting to process the betrayal.

“What the hell did you do, Geoffrey?”

Just as the weight of despair crashed over me, the door swung open with a force that startled me. Geoffrey stood there, his usual charm stripped away, replaced with a steely glare.

“What are you looking at?” he spat, his voice dripping with disdain as he advanced toward me. "Did you really think you could hide this from me?”

Panic surged in my chest as I realized he had intercepted the email. He lunged for my phone, but I clutched it to my chest, unwilling to let him take this moment from me. I suddenly felt so small facing this man who had built a fortress of lies around us.

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Geoffrey leaned in, a sadistic smile creeping onto his face. “You really thought you were the only one with secrets?” His voice was a low whisper, thick with malice. “You have no idea what I’ve been planning.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, dread pooling in my stomach.

“Leah will take over the company. I’ve set it all up.”

My mind raced. “This… this is about money, isn’t it? You used me to build your empire.”

“You were useful, Allison, but this is about power,” he sneered. “And you? You’re just in the way.”

Just as I was about to form a plan, a knock echoed through the silence of the room. It was a soft, hesitant sound, but it felt like a countdown to chaos. Geoffrey turned toward the door, irritation etched on his features.

Before he could react, I opened the door. Bianca stood there, her face a mask of confusion and concern. As she stepped inside, she clutched a folder against her chest, her eyes darting between Geoffrey and me. “Allison, I need to tell you something important,” she said, her voice trembling.

The air shifted, thick with tension as she put the folder on the table and opened it. The words inside would shatter the last fragments of my understanding: there was a family secret, one that connected me to the Brewer family in a way I had never expected. My heart sank.