Fury distorted every line of his face, and his voice thundered as he pointed a shaking finger at Robert."Get away from my son!" He screeched, and Asher felt a fist curl around his heart, making his eyes burn with unshed tears. He never expected Charles to stand up for him, having grown accustomed to the man sitting quietly whenever Robert went berserk.However, Robert only scoffed, incredulity twisting his features. "That boy is not your son, you fool. He's the evidence of the failure you are. For twenty-three years, you were fooled and tricked by a woman, wasting the West's resources, MY resources on a bastard son of some lowlife gambling drunk."The words cut across Asher's heart, stabbing him until he bled. But Charles erupted, stepping forward until they were nose to nose. "You're actually fucking insane! Asher is my son. I don't give a damn what some test said. He is mine. And if you ever lay a hand on him again, old man, I will forget you're my father."The corridor went deathl
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