Adam Sinclair's gaze was fixed on the crumpled ball of paper in the trash can.
Claire Sutton followed his gaze, rushed over in a few quick steps to pick the thing out of the trash can, and tore it to shreds.
She looked at the ashen-faced man with a pleading gaze. "Adam, you have to believe me. I really didn't lie to you!"
Morgan Sinclair didn't like her son, but Adam Sinclair did.
Compared to that heartless man, she felt Adam was more dependable. But now, Ashley Bowen's appearance would destroy the last bit of security she had left.
In the Sutton family, an adopted daughter had already taken her place. She truly didn't know where she would go or what she would do if her marriage to Adam really ended.
Adam was silent. He didn't say a word, and with a single motion, he yanked his arm free from the hand clinging desperately to him.
He believed Ashley's doubts more than Claire's pleas.
