I leaned back.
Naturally.
“And?”
“He doesn’t meet the income requirement. Neither does his wife. Your mother-in-law offered to co-sign, but her credit does not qualify.”
There it was.
Proof they’d targeted the wrong person.
They wanted to inherit a lifestyle without discovering who funded it.
That evening, Evan entered our bedroom, visibly annoyed.
“Mom says you haven’t started packing.”
“I have.”
He surveyed the unchanged room.
“Where?”
“Digitally.”
He frowned.
I’d already redirected my business correspondence, removed Evan’s authorization from the household account, scheduled utilities to disconnect when the lease expired, canceled cleaning and landscaping services, and documented my valuable belongings.
I photographed each room, saved purchase receipts, and emailed everything to my attorney before the movers arrived. If anyone accused me of taking property that wasn’t mine, I wanted proof ready immediately.
The next day, Diane confronted me.
“You’re dragging this out to punish us.”
