Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 185 Henry Fights for Custody of Justin

Back in Boston at Patrick's Family estate, Mr. Patrick Sr. had called Henry back from San Francisco with numerous urgent calls.

"Did you personally arrange for Justin's paternity report?" the old man asked with a grave voice.

Henry frowned. It seemed that his grandfather knew. "Yes," he reluctantly answered.

"Jasmine doesn't have the capability to tamper with paternity tests, does she?" Mr. Patrick Sr. asked, his trust wavering not in Jasmine, but in his own grandson.

As for the paternity report provided by the Browns, he could easily dismiss it.

"She doesn't have the means," Henry replied, shouldering all the responsibility himself. He was concerned about what his grandfather might do to Jasmine if he discovered that Justin wasn't truly from the Patrick lineage.

"Tell me the truth, Henry, is the child yours?" Mr. Patrick Sr. pressed, looking for an honest answer.

Henry took a deep breath. "Grandfather, what I want is Jasmine."

Mr. Patrick Sr. furrowed his brows. "Jasmine is a clever girl. If her background was clean, I'd be very fond of Justin as well."

The preschool was required to send daily videos of Justin at school to the old man, and Justin's affectionate calls of "grandpa" won over Mr. Patrick Sr.'s heart.

As for Justin's true lineage, since there was a paternity test, the old man was willing to turn a blind eye.

"But don't forget who the Patrick family is, and what Jasmine's status is," the old man reminded Henry, cautioning him not to overlook the social standing and reputation of the Patrick family for the sake of a woman.

Henry remained silent, pausing for a moment before he uttered a word.

"Ethan's actions toward the Brown family have also tarnished the Patrick family's image. To go to such lengths over a woman, to the point of no return, is simply foolish," the old man said in a low voice, using Ethan's example as a warning to Henry.

Ethan wasn't his grandson; he had no control over him, but Henry was different. Henry had been raised under the old man's watchful eye since he was a boy, and if he disobeyed, the old man would certainly intervene.

"It may seem harmless to pursue a woman like Jasmine," the old man continued, his voice carrying a weight of experience, "but should her influence jeopardize the Patrick family's interests or the corporation's standing, I will be compelled to intervene." Each word bore the weight of years of wisdom, cautioning Henry against reckless pursuits that could tarnish their family's name.

"I'm going to fight for Justin's custody first," Henry declared to his grandfather.

He knew that this was the reason his grandfather called him home today. It was to reconfirm Justin's identity and then to take the boy back, raising him personally within the Patrick family that was the old man's ultimate goal.

Regarding him and Jasmine...

altogether. Regarding official recognition, Henry reasoned that his grandfather's age meant he wouldn't be around

confident that what he could presently offer Jasmine surpassed anything others could provide for her, something he believed was more than adequate for her

his cell phone to show a video of Justin solving math problems. "Look at that, you can tell he's got the

took a deep breath, seeing that his grandfather

man learned the truth, it would be hard

possible," Henry said as he stood up, glancing at the time. "Take care

I'll have to find you a new fiancée," the old

no rush..." Henry

How many years do you think I have left?" the old man said with a deep

throat was parched, and he bowed his head

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Boston, Stellar Enterprises.

chatter that permeated every corner of the company. It was evident that the topic du jour centered around Branson and his unexpected resignation maneuver. Speculations swirled like leaves caught in a tempest, suggesting his intent to rattle Ethan, the CEO. However, the twist in the tale came when Ethan, rather than resisting, swiftly accepted Branson's departure, leaving

Looks like we're in for some drama today. He might just walk out with

Jasmine listened to the office gossip unfold. It seemed that Branson was putting up his

voice came from

turn

brow furrowed as he followed Jasmine into the elevator, his tone crisp and authoritative as he

employees exchanged glances and prudently exited

avoiding eye contact, also wanted to leave the elevator, not eager to be alone with

yanked it in front of him. "Where

silent, her body

I refuse to believe that you don't have any feelings for

afraid that speaking would reveal

we had together..." His voice was husky

stiff fingers, Jasmine tried to wrestle free from

tight, hugging her firmly, voice

Jasmine's eyes as she struggled against him. If regrets were useful,

five years ago... I regretted it. Why did you plead guilty? Were you trying to get back

been mad at her and wanted to rile her up, but he never expected Jasmine to actually plead guilty. Her five years in prison felt

I don't love you anymore."