Chapter 185

Carter made several calls to bring James back from Silvergrove City

“Is this paternity report about Summer something you personally orchestrated? Carter’s voice held an edge of sternness

James furrowed his brow–his grandfather was in the know? “Yes”

“Surely Kristin doesn’t have the skills to tamper with a DNA test? Carter’s trust wasnt placed in Kristin, but In his grandson,

As for the report provided by the Haywood clan, it was as good as nonexistent to him.

“She doesn’t have the means, James assured, nodding. He was ready to shoulder all the responsibility. fearing the day his grandfather learned that Summer was not a true Bryce, and what he might then do to Kristin.

“Give me a straight answer, boy. Is the child really yours? Carter eyed James

Taking a deep breath, James confessed, “Grandfather, I want Kristin

Carter’s brows tightened. “Kristin’s a sharp girl, and if her background were clean, I’d take a liking to Summer

as well.”

The kindergarten sent daily videos of Summer to Carter, and his sweet calls of “grandpa” had endeared him to Carter. Considering the existence of the paternity report, he was willing to turn a blind eye to any uncertainties about her heritage.

“But never forget out family name, and who Kristin is,” Carter reminded James. He shouldn’t jeopardize the family’s social standing or reputation for one woman.

James remained silent, struggling to find the words.

“Rhett’s dealings with the Haywood family tamished the Bryce family’s name. To let a woman lead you to a point of no return is pure folly Carter said gravely, using Rhett’s example as a warning. Rhett was not his blood, and out of his reach, but James was different.

James was raised under Carter’s watchful eye, and if he disobeyed, Carter would certainly intervene.

“Kristin may be a fine dalliance, but if she comes to affect the Bryce family and our business interests, I will have to take action,” he warned again.

“I’ll fight for Summer’s custody,” James declared, indicating his stance to his grandfather,

He knew this was the real reason Carter had summoned him home: to verify Summer’s identity and then take him under his wing to be raised as a true Bryce.

That was Carter’s ultimate goal.

As long as he had Summer, James wouldn’t make any drastic moves for

a title or official status, James figured… his grandfather wouldn’t be around to meddle for many more years. If Kristin was willing to wait, he could provide her the status she desired

opinion, he could offer Kristin far more than any

Carter nodded, smiling as he played a video of Summer solving math problems on his

deep breath, seeing the genuine affection his grandfather

a

out, Carter might not

Summer home soon,” James said

to the Haywood girl is called off, I’ll have to start looking for a new bride for

James began,

have left?” Carter sighed, longing for the

his throat and bowed his head,

Group, Kristin had barely stepped

to scare Mr. FitzGerald. But when the boss agreed without batting an eye,

get the scoop? Neal’s calling a rush meeting in the project department. Things might get pretty wild today. I bet he’s

Kristin absorbed the

making his last

the voice

tensed up, pretending not to hear as she kept her back to him,

into the elevator. His cold voice warned the others, “Take the next one.”

glances and stepped out, knowing

her ID badge, pulling her in front of

stood rigid,

I don’t believe you’ve lost all feeling for me,” Vincent’s voice was

had grown; she had become practically mute.

about all our years together…” Vincent’s voice broke as he pulled

reddened as she struggled to push him away. “Let… go of me…“.

voice choked with emotion. “Kris… I regret

t everything.”

she fought to free herself from his grasp.

crime, then the executioner’s axe would

couldn’t fathom why Kristen had confessed. “Did you do it to spite me?” he’d always wanted to ask.

at her, trying to rile her up, but never did he expect her to take the

a deliberate jab at his

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