Chapter 74. Plan A or B?

ROBERT

No fucking way!" I exclaimed loudly. "This has to be the dumbest joke in history! This cannot possibly be true. Tell me this is a lie. Just some ploy by the media to sell a story, right? I mean, who made this up?" As I returned my gaze to my secretary, I spat, flinging the magazine to the floor. 

"We can't say, Mr. Clarke, but we both know the media will do anything for money. Aside from that, the allegations look too good to be true, and they have photos to back it up." Mr. Patrick, my lawyer, chimed in, his face concerned as he looked at me from his chair across the office desk. 

God, this was even worse than I'd imagined, and as I closed my eyes briefly and sighed deeply, I remembered the headline I'd just read a few minutes before. 

'SCANDAL OF THE YEAR OR NOT? POPULAR BILLIONAIRE, ROBERT CLARKE, CAUGHT IN A ROMANTIC RUSE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND & SON.' 

The article described and fabricated theori