Chapter 860

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Then, as if searching for backup, he added hastily, “Dolores was there too. She saw him with her own eyes!”
That made Collin pause. A flicker of unease crossed his face. “You mentioned this in front of Dolores?”
Dustin frowned, caught off guard. “What are you getting at?”
Collin pinched the bridge of his nose, struggling to contain his irritation. “If you ran your mouth in front of her, she’ll take it straight to Linsey. And the second Linsey hears even a whisper of this nonsense, she’ll believe I’ve got some secret child stashed away somewhere.”
Dustin stepped back, eyes narrowing. “Collin, I’m asking you plainly. Have you ever been with another woman?”
Collin let out a slow breath and placed his pen down with finality. His voice was cold. “No. It’s always been Linsey. So stop fabricating stories about me having a son.”
Dustin faltered, his determination cracking under Collin’s unwavering certainty.
Could the boy really have no connection at all?
Was such a resemblance merely a coincidence?
A child bearing Collin’s face… yet tied to none of his blood?
Before the silence could settle too deeply, a knock broke through the tension.
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An assistant stepped inside, holding a folder in both hands. “Mr. Riley, we’ve retrieved the records—Ms. Brooks gave birth at a hospital abroad.”
Dustin’s heart dropped. He turned to Collin, trembling. “W-what? Linsey… gave birth overseas?”
Collin reached for the file instead of answering, flipping through it quickly, his eyes scanning each line with mounting tension.
The records confirmed it all. Every detail aligned with the scattered fragments of information he had pieced together over the months.
Six months after leaving the country, Linsey was seven weeks pregnant. Thirty-one weeks later, she had given birth to a daughter, Zenia.
A rush of disappointment flickered across Collin’s expression.
Until this moment, a small, desperate hope had lingered.
Maybe, just maybe, Linsey had already been pregnant with his child when she had filed for divorce.
But the timeline shattered that hope. The documents left no space for denial. She hadn’t even known she was pregnant until long after she had left.
The child wasn’t his.
Dustin watched Collin’s face closely, unnerved by his silence. A storm of disbelief churned in his chest.
Without warning, he reached forward and yanked the file from Collin’s hands.
He knew what the assistant had said, yet seeing it printed in black and white hit like a punch to the gut. Staring down at the file, his mind reeled. Linsey had a daughter.
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