“Take your brat and go to hell,” my husband hissed at my 7-year-old during our 10 AM divorce hearing. “The ruling is finalized. He gets everything,” his lawyer smirked.

She chose wisely.

Judge Marlowe flipped another page. “Mr. Hale, did you disclose Argent Bay Holdings?”

Daniel sat down slowly.

Voss answered instead. “Your Honor, Argent Bay is unrelated to marital property.”

“Then why,” the judge read, “did Argent Bay receive clinic revenue, purchase the marital residence, and pay Ms. Carter’s apartment lease?”

Elise whispered, “Daniel.”

He snapped, “Shut up.”