Hugo and Susan exchanged a glance and broke into laughter, which sounded cruel and menacing.
"How could Megan be your child," Susan sneered, her tone dripping with disdain, "when I never even slept with you?"
Oliver's fingers curled into fists as he trembled in rage.
"Megan is my daughter with Hugo," she continued with a mocking smile. "She is the same age as Raya. But we needed her inside the Granet family, legitimized, protected. You wouldn't marry me. You wouldn't even give me a name, and truthfully, I never wanted to marry a man like you. But I did want security for my daughter."
Her expression darkened. "That's when Hugo and I started planning against Margaret."
