“He’s a mid-level analyst now, at a small brokerage across the river in New Jersey.

Rented two-bedroom.

Commutes in by train.

His paycheck is garnished at the source every month for your daughter’s support.”

I glanced at the picture — Camden leaving a regional courthouse, the bespoke suits traded for something off a rack, his hair thinner, that boardroom posture gone entirely out of him — and I felt, honestly, very little.

“And Noelle?”

“Filed for child support of her own, the week his accounts froze,” Tamsin said.

“It turned out the son wasn’t worth much to her either, once he didn’t come with a trust allowance attached.