Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Maria's blood went cold on hearing that. For the first time she felt uncomfortable. How did he know he had a son?

“I don't know what you are talking about, Wyatt”

“Don't try to play smart with me Maria. You wanted us to get into business - this is business. I want my son”

“You don't have a son, Wyatt”

“Don't play with me, Maria. Don't you dare try to play with my head.”

“What makes you think you have a son?”

“I don't think so. I know I have a son. That was the one reason why you tried to kill me, Maria. Don't try to play dumb with me.”

Maria was quiet. Wyatt was the wrong person to try to manipulate.

“What do you want, Wyatt?”

“I told you. I want my son”

“He is not your son, Wyatt”

“Don’t piss me off Maria…”

“He is of Rodriguez blood, Wyatt. He is not your blood. He is not your son. He's nothing of you. He has a lineage and a promising inheritance ahead of him, Wyatt. Your son died a long time ago”

“How dare you!”, Wyatt roared, banging the table before him. Maria squi
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