Chapter 4 - Someone Had Been Watching Caleb
Arthur opened another folder.
Inside were photographs of me.
Leaving work.
Buying groceries.
Walking Caleb to school.
My stomach turned.
Then I saw photographs of Caleb alone.
At the playground.
Outside his pediatric clinic.
Getting onto the school bus.
“Who took these?”
“We don’t know.”
I slammed the folder shut.
“You knew someone was watching my son and you didn’t tell me?”
“I put security near you the moment I confirmed it.”
“You had people following us too?”
“Yes.”
I hated him for the answer.
Arthur did not defend himself.
He simply said:
“You have every right to be angry.”
Then he explained the marriage.
As Arthur’s caregiver, I could be fired, isolated, or dismissed as an
employee.
As his wife, I gained legal standing inside the mansion, access to
certain household records, and protection under documents Arthur had
prepared with independent attorneys.
More importantly, his children could no longer remove everyone around
him without attracting scrutiny.
“They’ve been trying to have me declared incompetent,” he said.
“Why?”
“Because I changed my estate plan.”
My throat tightened.
“Arthur, I don’t want your money.”
May you like
“I know.”
“That’s why I chose you.”
