“Let’s get right to the point,” Scott’s lawyer said.

“My client is willing to offer a seventy-thirty split of the marital home in exchange for a quick resolution.”

“He needs the liquidity to settle an outstanding business loan.”

Jerome smiled, a cold, professional gesture that did not reach his eyes.

“We are not negotiating on the home,” Jerome said.

He slid a copy of the grandmother’s trust across the polished table.

“Your client has already triggered the forfeiture clause.”

“The home is no longer a marital asset subject to division.”

“It belongs solely to Avery Collins.”

Scott’s lawyer frowned and put on a pair of reading glasses.

He leaned over the document, his brow furrowing as his eyes scanned the lines.

“This is an old trust,” the lawyer said. “It can be contested.”

“You are welcome to try,” Jerome replied.

“But the probate judge will look at your client’s arrest report from last night.”

“Attempting to remove secured assets from a locked unit while under a temporary restraining order does not look good.”

Scott looked at his lawyer, his face turning a pale shade of gray.