Chapter 11 - Confronting Julian Inside The Secure Legal Safehouse Location
Two days later, Julian was released on strict federal monitoring conditions, his passport confiscated and assets locked.
Desperate and ruined, he tracked my location through an old corporate contact, arriving frantically at our secure safehouse.
He pounded aggressively on the heavy wooden front door, shouting my name with a mixture of rage and terror.
“Open the door! I know you’re in there! You planned all of this from the very beginning!” Julian screamed from the porch.
The heavy deadbolt clicked open, and I stepped onto the porch holding Leo in my left arm while Oliver rested in a carrier.
Julian stumbled backward, staring at me as if I were a ghost risen from the darkest depths of his corporate nightmares.
“How... how did you manage all of this behind my back while pregnant?” Julian whispered, his voice trembling.
“You were too busy counting your stolen money and entertaining your mistress to ever notice what your wife was capable of,” I replied calmly.
“Please... drop the federal injunctions, Sarah. Let’s work this out together as a family,” he begged, dropping to his knees.
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I looked down at the man who had tried to strip away my children for a measly two hundred thousand dollars with absolute pity.
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