Hours passed in tense silence. Maverick, now physically drained but mentally alert, watched the door of Richard's room. The others were scattered throughout the waiting area, each lost in their own thoughts.
Luke was pacing back and forth, already tired of waiting outside. He hadn't eaten anything since morning, and now, he was being denied a healthy meal after Richard's accident. He couldn't leave, especially since even Grandpa Bright hadn't requested a single drop of water. Wouldn't they have a bad impression of him if he did?
During this time, Maverick excused himself to open the pdf the person he had called earlier sent him.
His heart trembled as he read the full details.
Even without the paternity test results, he was now completely sure that he was Richard's father.
He had been expecting this, but the reality was still a shock.
He had another son.
