Every transfer to Northstar would be accounted for. The house would be sold unless one of us refinanced and bought out the other. Retirement accounts and marital savings would be divided under negotiated terms.

Daniel read the first page, and his expression changed. “You can’t expect half the company.”

“I already own half.”

“You didn’t build it.”

I looked directly at him. “I financed it, managed it, protected it, and kept it alive through every year you called yourself the founder.”

His attorney quietly lifted a hand. “Daniel.” He stopped talking. For once, someone else reminded him that confidence carried no weight against signed documents.