“They know about the trust.”

“They know about you, Claire.”

She closed her eyes for a brief second.

“I am sorry,” she whispered.

“I should have never come back.”

“Don’t say that,” I said, leaning closer.

“I am releasing a statement tomorrow.”

“I am telling everyone the truth.”

“That you are their mother.”

Claire shook her head, her eyes wide with fear.

“No, Daniel,” she said.

“You can’t do that.”

“They will destroy you.”

“They will take your company.”

“Let them,” I said.

“It is just money.”

“It is not just money,” she said, her voice rising slightly.

“It is your father’s legacy.”

“It is what you built for the boys.”

“I built a home for the boys,” I said.

“And you belong in it.”

Before she could answer, Dr. Shah stepped into the room.

He had a serious expression on his face.

“Mr. Whitmore,” he said.

“There are some men downstairs.”

“They say they are from the Whitmore Corporation legal team.”

“They are asking to see Claire.”

I felt a chill go down my spine.

“Who are they?” I asked.