Claire Bought a Two-Dollar Ticket Right Before Mark Demanded Her House Keys
“We’re turning the dining room into my office,” Vanessa said.
“Your design sketches on the wall will have to go.”
“I had a preliminary consultation with a legal advisor last month,” Mark added, looking straight at me.
“He told me that in this jurisdiction, primary financial contributions decide who keeps the equity.”
“I’ve already worked out the financial transition,” Mark said, turning his chin back toward me.
“You’ve had six years to figure out a career, Claire, but you never made it work,” he said.
He gestured around the room with a quick, dismissive sweep of his right hand.