My SIL Demanded $5,000 a Month or She’d Show My Husband a DNA Test – One Small Detail Ruined Her Life

She pulled out a white envelope with a medical clinic logo in the corner.

She held it between us like evidence.

I blinked. “What?”

“Or I give this to Ethan. And then he learns the truth about William.”

The kitchen went silent except for my son’s muffled dinosaur noises.

I stared at the envelope.

“What truth?”

Bri’s mouth curved. “Don’t pretend. This is from a DNA clinic.”

My hands went cold.

“Where did you get that?”

“I was here last week looking for my charger. Found it in your desk.” She said it like privacy didn’t matter. “You should be more careful.”

“You went through my desk?”

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