"I already had my lawyer draft a share transfer agreement."
He swept his gaze across every relative in the room and raised his voice another notch.
"Since we're all here for my thirtieth birthday, let me make an announcement."
"I'm transferring half the assets under my name to Faith and my son."
"Consider it compensation for the five years they spent in exile because of me."
Patsy walked over and seized my wrist.
"You're pregnant yourself now, almost a mother. You need to be the bigger person."
"Faith was all alone raising that child overseas. It's only right that Tony sent her some money."
"Accept the boy, and he'll call you 'Mom' too. The Henson family will finally have a proper firstborn grandson."
I wrenched my hand free.
"Accept him? Your entire family has been spending my money to bankroll your son's mistress, and now you want me to just accept it?"
Tony's face was flushed deeper with alcohol, but his eyes held a sliver of ice.
I stepped back. A sharp, cramping pain tightened across my belly.
"These past five years, I've taken care of you in every way imaginable. I treated you like a princess." His voice was low, almost bored. "Isn't everything I've done proof enough that I love you?"