"What's your reason?"

"Didn't Stewart already tell you?" Garry let out a low, mocking laugh. "That son you gave birth to all those years ago-he didn't die."

Briony's breath caught. "How do you know that?"

"Because I was the one who bribed the doctor back then. I had a stillborn

switched for your son."

Briony froze, stunned.

"Garry, you have no proof. Why should I believe a word you say?"

Her heart was pounding, but she forced herself to appear calm, refusing to let Garry see her panic. "You and Stewart both claim my son's alive, but neither of you have shown me so much as a single photo or video. Do you really think I'm that gullible?"

"Of course Stewart won't let you see him." Garry sneered. "Because the boy is with me. And if I don't want to give him back, what exactly do you think you can do about it?"

Briony pressed her lips together.

"He cares about you even more than I expected," Garry went on. "He's terrified you'll find out the boy is with me, afraid I'll use him to threaten you-force you to marry me. And to be honest, that's precisely what I intend. So, Ms. Kensington, are you willing to marry me for the sake of your son?"

"As far as I know, you and Stewart are already divorced, and polygamy is legal

fists, fighting to keep her anger in check. "Garry, whatever's going on between you and Stewart

said, his tone growing more petulant. "But that doesn't mean I'm going

son all those years ago, I wouldn't have had to go to such lengths

mind raced. Garry knew Randolph

and Stewart was about

you and Stewart. I only learned from Stewart recently that Randolph entrusted

replied, his voice hard and cold. "All you need to know is, if he'd

me back then, I'd have plotted

the end, it all came down

her own child

heartbreaking separation-all because of

closed her eyes, struggling to contain the injustice burning inside

she and her child have to

all, but what had her little boy ever done to

Briony, both Stewart and Garry were

with their

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