Since Levi's bombshell, Brett wanted to hold unto the belief that Levi was clutching unto straws to keep the Van Doren Group all to himself. But he knew instinctively that it was the truth, Brandon was his. He did not need Sutton's revelation to confirm it. Her words just pressed down on Brett like a physical burden, confirming his worst fears.
The acceptance that he was Brandon's father, a truth concealed for so long, left him feeling strangely hollowed out. The anger that had propelled him to Sutton's apartment had dissipated, replaced by a dull ache of disappointment and a profound sense of weariness.
He sat in home in a daze in the back seat as he was driven, the city lights blurring into an indistinguishable stream of color. He had lost. He had been so close to seizing control of Sterling Enterprises, to finally escaping Levi's shadow, but it had all crumbled to dust. The carefully laid plans, the years of scheming, all for nothing.
