And there it is.
Your father didn’t see it that way.
“You came back because of their money,” I said.
“No! I missed them.”
“Then why did you ask for their birth certificates?”
“I wanted to help manage things.”
“Manage what?”
That money should’ve been mine!
“The inheritance. They’re minors. Someone needs to make decisions.”
“And you thought I’d sign whatever you put in front of me once we were back together?”
“We’re their parents, Emma. We should manage their money together.”
“Except their grandfather made sure neither of us could touch it.”
He frowned. “What?”
I wanted to help manage things.
I slid a letter from my lawyer across the table. “The inheritance is independently administered. You don’t get access by reconciling with me.”
Mark read it twice.
“That can’t be right.”
“It is.”
“But I’m their father!”
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