Logan's POV

I paced back and forth in Samantha's office, my mind racing with thoughts of Carl and the DNA test. I had tried to reason with Emily, to convince her to agree to the test, but she had refused.

Now, I'm left with no choice but to take drastic measures.

“A Court order for DNA?” Samantha asked, adjusting her spectacles as she peered at me.

“Yes,” I replied, my voice firm and unwavering.

“So you mean, four year old Carl Gills, the son of Emerald Gills is your son as well?” She asked while I nodded in confirmation.

Samantha sighed deeply as she raised an eyebrow.

"Logan,” She began,...