Allison's POV
Lucian flicked the paternity test results onto the desk like a used napkin.
His expression? Absolutely unreadable. Like a man watching someone else's tires go flat.
Seriously? That's his grand reaction?
I couldn't tell if he'd mastered the art of looking utterly unbothered even if the sky fell, or if he genuinely didn't give a damn whether Lily was his.
Maybe, for him, either outcome was just another line item on a corporate spreadsheet. Something to be managed, not felt.
I moved closer, the paper crisp and cold between my fingers.
My eyes scanned past the legal jargon and zeroed in on the final verdict.
There it was. The truth, spelled out in brutal, clinical black and white:
Based on the analysis of the submitted biological samples, no genetic r
