A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 220

A bitter taste rose in my mouth. The boy, Jonah, was nothing like me in temperament or bearing—yet he bore an uncanny resemblance to our father, a resemblance that felt like a cruel reminder of all that we’d lost. I forced my expression to remain controlled as I took a seat, my eyes never leaving his. "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" I asked, my voice low and steady despite the anger churning within me.

The boy looked up at me with a smirk and replied casually, “I’m only here to get my fair share of what Daddy left.” His audacity was almost laughable, and despite the tension, I couldn’t help but let a bitter smile tug at the corner of my mouth. “Take a seat,” I ordered, gesturing toward the vacant chairs around me. Once he settled, I continued, “If you truly had a fair share, wouldn’t that have been clearly stated in our father’s will? Not once was your name mentioned—even when our grandfather died.” His confident facade wavered ever so slightly under my scrutiny, and I could see the storm of trouble brewing behind his eyes. In that instant, I understood how soft I had been being lately—a luxury I could no longer indulge in these stormy times. I knew just what to do, and I swore to myself to deal with him before his destructive allegations could undermine all that we had left.

Jonah slouched forward, his voice low and spiteful as he sneered, "If you don't want everyone in the world to know that our father had a son outside..”

Then what are you going to do?" I interrupted him before he could get the last word out, my voice cold and inflexible, "You mean a bastard son." The words loomed there, and I watched Jonah's face contort with rage.

He fired back, "I'll tell the world, and I'm positive the media will make headlines with it. I want a share—pay my silence, or everybody will know."

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