My son had no idea I’d saved $800,000. Then his wife said, “He has to leave this house.”

“Yes,” Fiona confirmed without looking up from her notes. “Mr. Higgins dissolved the trust last Tuesday.”

Then she looked at them with a cold, professional smile.

“All funds have been transferred into private accounts and charitable foundations. You are no longer beneficiaries.”

Chelsea slowly turned toward Logan.

The truth ate through her expression.

She had thrown away over eight hundred thousand dollars because she didn’t want an old man in her kitchen.

“You let this happen!” she suddenly screamed at Logan.

She struck his shoulder hard.

“You let him leave! You idiot!”

Logan did not react.

He was frozen.

Their perfect marriage cracked open before my eyes.

Money had been the glue holding their lies together.

Now the money was gone.

Only the debts remained.

I stood slowly and adjusted my suit jacket.

“The documents are all here, Logan. I suggest you read them carefully.”

I did not wait for an answer.

I turned and walked toward the glass door.

“Dad, wait!” Logan begged, his voice breaking.