Building the Case
I saved screenshots, messages, timestamps. Sophie’s phone held it all—the photos from the yacht, hotel receipts, tickets, even pictures of expensive gifts.
Without losing a second, I called Robert, our family’s trusted lawyer.
“We’ll move fast,” he said, his tone firm as steel.
That very night, I froze the bank accounts, gathered every document, printed every piece of proof. By morning, we were in court filing urgent motions: temporary custody of Leo, seizure of shared assets, restrictions on his access to money.
