“What agreement?”
Damian shouted in shock, and Wyatt’s face darkened. “You old hag, you think you’re getting a piece of my asset?
“Who do you think you are?!”
Tobias didn’t bother with their outrage. He slapped the agreement down
in front of them. “Divorce is what you all want, not my client.
“Let’s be clear about who’s begging whom here.
“If you don’t agree to the terms, we can simply not get divorced.”
The moment those words landed, Ezra, Damian, Laurel, and Maisy all looked stricken.
“Who said we aren’t divorcing?!”
Wyatt was so furious he could barely catch his breath. Damian snatched up the agreement, eager to see what was inside. After just a glance, he nearly shouted.
“What? You want to split the house? I don’t agree!”
I let out a cold laugh. “You don’t agree?
“And who are you to disagree?
“This house is in my name, in case you forgot.”
Laurel pinched Damian hard, shooting me a venomous glare. “Nicole, we’re family. Are you really going to make Cody and Faye sleep on the
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“How are you planning to split the house?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “If we’re not splitting the house, what other assets are there?
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“Or did you all plan it out already? You get the house, and I keep taking care of the old man as his nanny?”
“What else did you expect?!”
Laurel bit her lip hard, cutting herself off mid–sentence–but her greedy eyes earned her a glare from Maisy.
Maisy clamped her mouth shut, her expression icy.
Wyatt glared at me, seething. “I’m not even dead yet and you’re already after my house?
“You old witch, you’ve really grown a backbone–bringing a lawyer into
this.”
Seeing how determined he was to fight, whatever lingering sadness I had disappeared.
Suddenly, I realized–I’m not the one desperate here.
“Fine, if we’re not splitting anything, then there’s no divorce. I’m not wasting any more time. Goodbye.”
“Wait!”
Ezra’s pretty face puckered in a pout, and Wyatt, unable to stand it, frowned deeply and called after me, “Fine, we’ll split. But I get four shares of the house, and you get one.
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“I’ll take Damian, Laurel, Cody, Faye, and Maisy too. You, old lady, can go wherever you want.”
The nerve. Rage burned in my chest, nearly choking me.
Tobias quickly tried to calm me. “Don’t worry. I’m here.”
Seeing this, Wyatt’s face grew even darker, but he didn’t even remember me–what right did he have to be angry?
All he could do was glare at me with hatred. Tobias spoke up, “If you don’t agree, then there’s nothing to discuss. After all, it’s not us who wants a new wife.”
That finally got to Wyatt.
Maybe just to save face, Wyatt slapped his thigh and shouted through gritted teeth, “Fine! Divorce! We’ll split it!”
Damian panicked. “Dad, no! That house is worth a lot. Where are we supposed to get the money to pay Mom her share?”
Wyatt shot him a glare. “I don’t have it. Don’t you?”
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Maisy realized there was no cash to grab, and worse, she might end up saddled with debt. Instantly, her attitude changed. I don’t want the house, and don’t dump Dad on me. I’m leaving. Damian, you handle it.”
She slung her purse over her shoulder, flagged down a cab, and like she couldn’t get away fast enough.
Wyatt, annoyed, twisted Damian’s arm. “Come get this over with!”
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n! Get the money! Let’s
Damian’s face went pale. “Dad, you can’t be serious.
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