Page 250 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

“I know.”

I look at her.

“But I am not leaving this alone.”

Sophie’s eyes hold mine.

“I didn’t think you would.”

I stand.

She rises too.

“I’ll contact you.”

“Okay.”

Sophie hesitates before turning away.

I watch her walk toward the hotel path, and even after she disappears from view, I remain where I am, trying to understand how one word has changed the shape of my entire life.

I stay on the hotel grounds after Sophie leaves, walking without any real destination until I reach a quieter stretch near the edge of the property. The afternoon is warm, the ocean visible beyond the palms, but I barely register any of it. My mind keeps circling the same fact until I finally pull out my phone and call Adrian.

He answers after a few rings.

“So, what is this I hear about you coming down with some mysterious illness?”

I close my eyes briefly.

“Adrian.”

Something in my voice changes his tone immediately.

“What happened?”

I stop walking. “I have a son.”

There is silence on the other end.

Then Adrian says, “What?”

“A seven-year-old son.”

Another pause follows, longer this time.

“Julian, what are you talking about?”

“Sophie has a son. His name is Theo.”

Adrian exhales sharply.

“Are you saying he is yours?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“I saw him. Sophie confirmed it.”