Vance,” Arthur said.

“I am her son!” Julian was on his feet now, his chair clattering backward to the floor.

“This is a forgery!

She was sick, she wasn’t in her right mind, Mabel manipulated her on her deathbed!”

Chapter 17 — Did I Manipulate This Too

I looked directly at him, and for the first time in twenty years, when my husband raised his voice, I felt no fear at all.