44. An Accusation

DAHLIA

"N-no…" Amal said.

I frowned looking at her, she looked pale… I looked at Dane who was smirking victoriously. Lord, did he love to win. I resisted a smile at how handsome he looked sitting there with Aria, who was busy fiddling with his watch. I really did see what Baba meant. I smiled. My favourite people… I looked back at Amal and then Baba to see that he was lost in thought.

"I like it Mr Altaire. I think I shall have the lawyers do the draft, but we will need to do this test…." Baba said.

"H-how can you? Are you doubting me?!" Amal shouted.

"You know, with my treatment and everything, the chances of me impregnating you were less… I think this is a fair point." Baba said.

"We have a child present." I said pointedly. In all honesty, I didn’t want to talk about my father’s bedroom activities.

"You don’t seem surprised about my health?" Baba now asked Dane.

"Of course not, I heard someone discussing it on the pho