Before he could answer, the attorney walked in. Scott Reeves carried a leather folder under his arm, and he paused briefly when he noticed the baby before composing himself.
“Mrs. Sutton requested that all parties be present,” he said carefully. “Ms. Brooke Dalton is included.”
Included. The word echoed in my mind, because it meant Judith had known everything.
I lowered myself into a chair, feeling unsteady but refusing to show it. Tyler’s wedding ring glinted under the fluorescent lights, and he had not bothered to remove it.
Scott opened the folder and cleared his throat. “Judith Sutton finalized her will on March second, and she also left a personal letter to be read aloud.”
Tyler leaned back in his chair with a confident look. Brooke shifted the baby against her chest and offered him a gentle smile that felt like a challenge.
Scott unfolded a single sheet of paper and began to read. “To my daughter in law Megan, if you are hearing this, then my son has finally shown you who he truly is.”
Tyler stiffened instantly. His fingers tightened around the arm of his chair.