After My Divorce, My Ex Laughed Outside Court Then I Called My Dad and Fired Every Relative He Planted in Our Company

Then he laid one hand on Daniel’s shoulder.

Catherine cranked her crying louder. “Paul, please. These children are losing their father. Have mercy.”

My father struck his cane once against the pavement.

The sound silenced everything.

“Catherine,” he said, his voice carrying clear across the driveway, “do not use children as shields for adult choices.”

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