“They aren’t lies, Tessa,” Grant said, his tone dripping with false sympathy.

“You’re an active-duty soldier with classified deployments that take you away for months at a time.”

“You leave your child behind to go to god-knows-where.”

“And let’s not forget the twenty million dollars you hid from your own husband.”

“A judge is going to look at that trust fund and wonder what else you’re hiding.”

I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white.

“That money belongs to my family, Grant, and you know it,” I said.

“It belongs to the Langley estate.”

“Well, the court will see it as a pattern of deception,” he replied.

“You’re an unstable, absent parent who keeps secrets.”

“If you want to keep this quiet, you’ll sign the house over to me and agree to a quiet settlement.”

“Otherwise, we go to court tomorrow morning, and I tell the judge everything.”

General Vale leaned in, his eyes fixed on my face, trying to read the conversation.

“We are going to court, Grant,” I said clearly.

“And you are going to lose.”