The room fell silent. The only sound was the soft breathing of the baby.
Megan’s confident smile faded slightly.
Whitmore continued reading.
“I regret that I didn’t have the courage to tell you everything while I was alive. Mothers like me often ignore their sons’ faults. I excused too much because it was easier than admitting I raised a man capable of betraying a loyal woman without remorse.”
My throat tightened. Evelyn had always been a complicated woman, but her words were sharp and deliberate.
Daniel shifted in his seat. “This is ridiculous—”
“Mr. Parker,” Whitmore said gently, “your mother asked that the letter be read in full.”
Then he continued.
“I know about Megan. I know about the child. I also know Daniel believes he can control any situation with charm and pressure. I have watched him do it for years. He depends on people being too polite to challenge him. I am no longer interested in being polite.”
Megan’s grip around the baby tightened.
Then Whitmore read the sentence that changed everything.