Chapter 4 - The Forged Verdict
Harrison drove his Porsche straight to the private clinic where he and Maya had been tested five years ago. He didn't ask for an appointment. He bypassed the receptionist and kicked the door of Dr. Evans’ office open.
"Give me the original files," Harrison demanded, slamming his fist on the desk. "Not the summaries you gave us. The raw data."
Dr. Evans stammered, pale and sweating. "Mr. Sterling, medical records are—"
"I own the building you lease!" Harrison barked. "Give me the files, or I will have forensic accountants tear your life apart by midnight."
Trembling, the doctor pulled a dusty file from his safe. Harrison read through the original lab reports. His heart dropped into his stomach.
There were no fertility challenges. He was perfectly healthy. Maya was perfectly healthy.
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Eleanor had paid the doctor two million dollars to fake the results. She had orchestrated the heartbreak, the humiliation, and the medical trauma just to get rid of a woman who didn't have a trust fund.
Harrison sank into the chair, covering his face with his hands. He had let Maya walk away because he was too cowardly to stand up to a lie.
