Their attorney placed documents on my tray. “Ms. Brooks, given your unstable financial position, it would be wise to sign voluntarily. It will appear better in court.”
I lifted my son carefully into my arms. “Better than extortion?”
Julian laughed. “You don’t have a case.”
The door opened.
My attorney, Chloe Park, walked in wearing a gray suit and the kind of calm that makes arrogant people nervous. Behind her came two hospital administrators and a police detective.
Chloe set a tablet on the table. “Actually, she has several.”
Julian went still.
Chloe tapped the screen. “Financial coercion. Insurance fraud. Defamation. Attempted interference with custody. Misuse of charitable funds. And Mrs. Vance, your emails are extremely detailed.”
Eleanor’s pearls trembled against her throat. “Those were private messages.”
The detective looked at her. “Not when they describe criminal activity.”
Julian pointed at me. “She stole company documents.”
“No,” I said. “I preserved marital financial records and evidence connected to my forged signature. You should have studied divorce disclosure laws before committing fraud.”
Chloe smiled slightly. “Vivian did.”
For the first time, Julian looked genuinely afraid.
Marcus stepped forward. “I’ll also be submitting a statement about what happened here yesterday.”
Julian scoffed. “Of course you will. Trying to be the hero now, Dad?”
The word struck the room like thunder.
Eleanor whispered, “Julian.”
He realized his mistake too late.
Marcus’s face hardened. “So you knew.”
Julian said nothing.
Chloe turned to the detective. “Please note that he has now admitted prior knowledge of Dr. Thorne’s identity, despite earlier legal claims that no paternal family connection existed.”
Eleanor reached for the papers in a panic. “You little snake!”
I didn’t move.
“Careful,” I said softly. “My son is sleeping.”
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