The house had belonged to me long before our marriage even began. The prenuptial agreement addressed every single demand he raised, point by point. His own attorneys clearly knew it too. They weren’t there to actually win any of those claims. They were there to pressure me into signing a statement declaring that Richard had genuinely believed he had permission to use my banking credentials.
A statement like that could have significantly weakened the criminal financial investigation building against him. In exchange, he offered to formally waive the claims he already knew he couldn’t win anyway.
Nina closed the settlement folder in front of her without hesitation. “No.”
Richard leaned across the table toward me. “Claire, think about this carefully. If this turns criminal, Madison could go down right alongside me.”
“Madison is already cooperating,” I said.
Something shifted visibly in his expression. It was slight, but I caught the exact second he understood his own daughter had already handed investigators the messages.
