Claire's POV
The police had nearly discovered Maya's hiding place. Thankfully, Connor alerted me in time. Now I needed to tackle this inheritance situation. Had Cole really managed to block me from accessing Maya's money? He hadn't shown me any documentation – it could all be fabrication.
Perhaps I could leverage his desire to find his precious little sister. The negotiation angle might work in my favor. I grabbed my purse, ready to confront that self-righteous idiot.
"MOM! MOM!" Justin's shouts echoed through the house as he burst through the door. "There you are!"
"Stop that racket! What do you want?" This kid had some nerve barging in like this.
"Mom, I went to Connor's place and told him he's my father," Justin said, his face flushed with anger. "But he denied it. I want answers – no more lies. Who is my father?"
"I warned you not to approach him!" I stood up, clutching my purse, ready to leave. This conversation could wait.
