The Price of Hidden Assets and the Truth That Reopened My Divorce
I sat down in the leather chair, my hands still trembling slightly from the encounter with Patricia.
“Will this be enough to throw out the mediation agreement?” I asked.
“It’s more than enough,” Robert said, his eyes scanning the documents.
“The court does not look kindly on parties who lie under oath during discovery.”
“Daniel signed a financial affidavit claiming he had no other assets.”
“We have proven he had millions.”
I looked out the window, thinking of Lily and Ethan asleep at my rental house down the coast.
I had spent months living in fear, wondering if I could afford to keep them safe.
Now, the tables were turning.
“I want to make sure they are protected, Robert,” I said.
“I don’t want Daniel anywhere near them after this.”
“We will ask for sole custody,” Robert said.
“And given his pending federal charges, the judge is highly likely to grant it.”
He turned a page in the folder, his finger stopping on a highlighted section.
“We are also going after the equity in the marital home,” he said.
“And the majority share of Mercer Development.”