You altered dates, you hid marital property, and you left your children living somewhere we didn’t even know existed.”
He gave a dry, condescending laugh.
“Everything I did was within the law.
Harriet always overreacts.”
Chapter 13 — Curious
“How curious,” Harriet said, calm.
“Because I have construction invoices for the cabin paid from my account, texts between you and the builder, and a deed transfer to Nadia’s mother executed right after you retained a divorce lawyer.”
Weston’s smile stiffened.
“None of that proves where the original down payment for the main house came from.”
Harlan unlocked his phone and turned the screen to his son’s face.
There was the receipt — in Weston’s own handwriting, with Weston’s signature, and the date that ruined his entire legal defense.
For the first time, the corporate attorney lost every drop of color.
“When you passed the bar,” Harlan said quietly, “I told you the law could be used to build something honorable, or to destroy people.
Look at what you chose.”