Daniel scrolled through Arty's emails, looking through the names that rolled by. He continued like that until he found Richard Cavloski, where he clicked the email to look at the messages.
Richard Cavloski: From what we're working with, your father's will is still in place for your mother. If you want another chance to fight for it, you would have to go back to court. I can arrange for a date for this coming Monday, but I think the courts are still in favor of your mother.
Arty Mason: I still don't understand why. His inheritance was supposed to go to me when I turned eighteen. What changed that?
Richard Cavloski: Your mother has a very good lawyer, and I can say from personally looking at this will that it isn't entirely clear of who takes the inheritance.
A few days go by before the next email, from Arty.
Arty Mason: That guy Henry I told you about, he still won't leave me alone. He keeps calling and texting me.
Richard Cavloski: Like before, you said that you don't want your husband knowing about this. The only way you can stop this is to take it into court for a restraining order, or try and settle it civilly between the two of you. Taking it to court would mean that your husband would know. The real way to stop this would be to save the messages and calls, and report it as blackmail.
Richard Cabvloski: I know that isn't what you want to do, but there's really no way to stop it unless you take it to a judge. Or find a way to settle it between each other.
Before Daniel could read Arty's response or any further messages, he heard footsteps approaching from behind him. Quickly closing the tab, he opened up his backup tab: a page on biology. A hand rest on his shoulder and he looked up at Arty.
"Hey, how's the computer treating you?" the man asked. Daniel looked back at the screen.
"It's fine; thank you for letting me use it.
"No problem." Arty walked around the couch to sit on it, beside the teen. Daniel looked at him again.
"Is something wrong?" the teen asked, grabbing the top of the laptop to close it, but Arty pushed it back up to keep it open.
"Um..." he huffed and looked at Daniel. "Jack's oldest son, Johnathon, is coming over with his girlfriend, Shelly."
Daniel quirked an eyebrow. "Is that bad?"
"...No, but he isn't too happy about... me, so just don't let him bother you if he says anything."
"Why is he coming over, then?" Daniel asked, shutting the computer now. Arty crossed his legs, sitting back in the couch.
"They're having a baby, so I said that they could have some of Geil's old stuff. Toys, and such. They shouldn't be here long, but I thought I'd tell you. Just to make sure."
Daniel nodded in understanding, looking at the closed laptop on his lap. "...Do you like Johnathon?"
Arty laughed, but it sounded a little fake. "Yeah, I mean, he's a smart guy."
"Jack told me he's twenty eight. That means he's your age and your stepson," Daniel said after noticing it, and Arty shifted on the couch, furrowing his eyebrows.
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The Good Son (BxB)
Mystery / Thriller((Currently editing, will replace chapters with new writings when finished.)) Jack works at a law firm and his husband Arty stays at home. After a recent death in the family, the two decide it's time to adopt another child. Daniel Scott, from the gr...
