“Black and white?” Denver couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Did his daughter really want a written document between them?

“I don’t believe you,” Hailey said coldly. “The Blake family now knows that my mother and I only received three hundred thousand. You should think this through.”

Denver felt a deep, painful ache in his chest, as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out. He clung to that pain and, with reluctance, said, “Well, if you want a written document, we’ll ...