My Fiancé Planned to Sell My House and Send My Son Away After Our Wedding—So I Left a Blue Folder Beside His Mother’s Plate at the Rehearsal Dinner

Eleanor spoke again.

“Once the papers are signed, we can prepare the property listing.”

Oliver asked:

“And the children?”

The answer came without hesitation.

“There are relatives. Schools. Arrangements can be made.”

I stopped the recording.

The kitchen felt suddenly cold.

I looked at Chelsea.

“Does your grandmother know you have this?”