Rebecca explained that the court would focus on the children’s best interests when addressing custody.
Not simply on which parent had more money.
I understood.
I didn’t want to punish Julian through our sons.
I wanted them protected.
The hearing was scheduled for a rainy Thursday morning.
Courtroom Six.
Julian arrived with three attorneys.
Serafine accompanied him.
She wore a tailored cream suit and carried an expensive handbag.
They sat together.
Whispering.
Smiling.
Confident.
Reporters gathered outside.
Several company employees attended.
And the courtroom filled with people curious about the billionaire’s divorce.
When the hearing began, my chair was empty.
Julian smiled.
“Meridian has never understood that other people’s time matters.”
Serafine laughed.
Then the courtroom doors opened.
I walked in holding both my sons’ hands.
Oliver wore a navy sweater.
Owen wore a gray jacket.
They looked nervous.
I held them close.
Serafine immediately sneered.
“She’s actually brought them here?”
