Grant didn’t say a word.
Back when Cindy was with him, her life was pure luxury—jewelry, limited edition bags, anything she wanted, he bought it for her. But now the company was bankrupt, and suddenly she wanted out. She was ready to ditch him and their kid to find her next ticket to the good life. Like life was really that simple.
She was fine sharing the highs, but the moment things got tough, she was gone. Grant just couldn’t swallow that.
So as far as he was concerned, there was no way he was agreeing to this divorce.
He trusted what Allison said—not just because of what she knew, but because he’d seen firsthand how Cindy looked down on Allison, even going out of her way to humiliate her more than once.
Brooklyn started the car, and the white Rolls-Royce eased out of the underground parking lot.
“Mr. Reynolds, I’m on my way to the hospital to talk things over—does that work for you?” Allison asked.
Grant hesitated, but finally said, “Yeah, that’s fine.”
“And please, Mr. Reynolds, could you make sure anyone not involved steps out?” Allison added.
She meant Cindy and Shawn. Last thing she wanted was them butting in while they talked about the case.
Grant’s voice was low. “Got it.”
Twenty minutes later.
At the hospital, Allison and Brooklyn stepped into Grant’s room.
“Mr. Reynolds,” Allison greeted him, flashing a bright, easy smile.
Grant couldn’t even pretend to smile back.
His company was gone, his home life was a mess, and he was facing health issues on top of it all. Cindy showed up every day just to fight with him. He felt like his head was going to split open, and he swore the gray in his hair and the lines on his face had doubled overnight.
Grant’s voice was cold. “There are plenty of lawyers in Oak Lake. Why should I hire you?”
Allison just smiled. “There are a lot of lawyers, sure—but not everyone can say they’re Ms. Owens.”
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