Anyone watching us wouldn't be able to tell how distressed she is, but I know, I can see it. It cuts me to see her like this.
I want this conversation to end.
"What are you trying to tell me? What does this have to do with why dad won't give Ayden the company?"
I stop for breath as it hits me as clear as day.
"He's not Ayden's father."
"No, he's not."
She shakes her head sharply.
"And dad knows?" I ask even though I don't need to ask, I already know. It's all fitting into place.
"Your father found out that we were having an affair." Her expression seems frozen into a frown as she keeps telling me what must be her deepest secret. "He found out two years ago. He demanded that I tell him everything. When he learnt how long it had been going on for, he demanded a DNA test. So, he stole a hair from your brother and had the medical division of P and P compare it to his own."
"It didn't match," I say. It's not a question. I know the answer.