His attorney, Gregory Mills, flipped through the pages more quickly, as if hoping something had been misread. Allison remained completely still beside me, which was the first sign that everything was unfolding exactly as planned.
The judge looked over his glasses and spoke calmly. “Mr. Mills, is there a concern with the agreement?”
Gregory cleared his throat as he tried to respond professionally. “Your Honor, I believe my client may not have fully understood the financial obligations tied to the asset transfer.”
That was the moment Kevin’s confidence began to break. He turned toward me, confusion shifting into suspicion.
“Rachel, what did you do?” he demanded quietly.
I met his eyes without hesitation for the first time that morning. “Nothing that you did not agree to yourself.”
Kevin had always been obsessed with appearances and status in every aspect of his life. He wanted the large brick house in the best school district, the luxury SUV, the restored classic car, the investment accounts, and the country club membership.