Chapter 17 - We Walk Into the Family Courtroom With Confidence
Two weeks later, the morning sun reflected off the tall glass pillars of the Mecklenburg County courthouse.
I walked up the grand stone steps holding Noah’s small hand tightly, flanked by my sister Sarah and Victoria Vance.
Cameras flashed from local reporters gathered outside as rumors of the high-profile corporate custody battle leaked out.
Ryan and Linda stood near the security check-in gates, looking pale, exhausted, and desperately out of their depth.
Ryan tried to step forward, opening his mouth to speak, but Victoria stepped directly into his line of sight.
“Mr. Calder, any communication with my client must go through official legal channels from this moment forward,” Victoria warned.
Ryan glared at me with pure venom, realizing that the sweet, submissive wife he married was completely gone.
We walked through the heavy wooden doors of courtroom 4B, ready to face whatever final battle lay ahead.
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Judge Harrison sat behind the elevated oak bench, adjusting his glasses as he reviewed the thick stack of red exhibits.
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