PART 2
And every piece of evidence led back to the same decision: Chloe would finally be protected.
Patricia walked into the spacious sunlit kitchen wearing a triumphant smile, clutching a stack of legal documents tightly in her polished hands. Brenda trailed right behind her, already tapping on her phone to browse luxury car dealerships.
“Austin, dear,” Patricia said, her voice dripping with fake maternal affection as she placed the papers on the granite countertop. “Since you are going to be so busy transitioning back to civilian life and taking care of… certain matters, I had our family lawyer draft a power of attorney and financial management agreement. It will allow me to directly oversee your $400,000 military payout so you don’t have to worry about a single thing.”
