“You have his face, Emerson.
Now you need to find his character.”
He nodded.
“What happens to the trust now?”
She let out a tired sigh.
“Even now, your mind goes to the money.”
“No — I didn’t mean—” He shut his eyes.
“I understand if you never give me a single cent.”
She sat down beside him.
“That trust was never a reward for getting married.