After dropping Perry back at the hotel, Terry met Belen Morgan for lunch. "She's done the paternity test," he said.
"You talked her into it? Didn't you say—"
Terry cut him off, "Relax. I've got my ways. She'll admit it when the time comes."
"You planning to mess with the results?"
Terry poured two glasses of wine. "Don't worry about the details. You paid me to get it done—I'll get it done."
Belen looked at him, trying to sound casual. "You're hoping she's not Francis' daughter too, aren't you? Why?"
Terry paused for a beat, his tone vague. "Alright, since you're asking... You know I usually don't have time for this kind of petty work. Took it to tie up another loose end."
Belen raised a brow—he got the hint. Terry was just doing Perry a favor. "And if she finds out y
