At the mansion, Brandon woke up late with a severe dry headache.
He walked downstairs in his silk bathrobe expecting breakfast on the table.
His mother Evelyn was sitting on the sofa looking extremely nervous and pale.
Evelyn: Son, my target credit card did not work at the grocery store.
Evelyn: The cashier told me the account was completely terminated by owner.
Brandon: Charlotte is just throwing a small foolish temper tantrum over dinner.
Brandon: She will come crawling back home by this afternoon like always.
Suddenly, two loud knocks rang out through the grand front entryway doors.
Brandon opened the front door expecting to see his wife standing outside.
Instead, a tall male Process Server stood holding two white legal envelopes.
Process Server: Are you Brandon Vance, husband of Charlotte Vance?
Brandon: Yes I am. What is the meaning of this intrusion?
Process Server: You have been officially served with divorce and eviction papers.
Brandon took the white envelopes while his face turned bright red with shock.
He tore open the legal paper and read the official bold text quickly.
He had exactly forty eight hours to leave the premises with his mother.
All utility accounts were scheduled for transfer to Charlotte's sole corporate name.
Evelyn: What does that paper say, Brandon? What is happening to us?
Brandon: She is trying to throw us out of our own family mansion!
Evelyn: She cannot do that to my boy! Call your lawyer immediately!
Brandon dialed his private family lawyer while pacing back and forth angrily.
The lawyer answered on the third ring with a very solemn tone.
Lawyer: Brandon, I reviewed the prenuptial agreement you signed six years ago.
Lawyer: Charlotte protected all her business assets and real estate completely.
Brandon: There must be some legal loophole we can use against her!
Lawyer: You signed away all property rights in the event of divorce.
Lawyer: Unless you have private funds, you cannot fight this in court.
Brandon slammed his phone down onto the marble kitchen counter in disbelief.
He had spent every dollar of his allowance on parties and expensive clothes.
He had zero savings balance in his private personal bank checking account.
His mother had no money of her own after selling her old home.
They were sitting inside a thirty million dollar house with zero dollars cash.
Evelyn: Son, how are we going to buy groceries for dinner tonight?
Brandon: I will go to her office right now and force her to talk.
Brandon put on his best suit coat and grabbed his car keys quickly.
He walked out to his sports car parked in the paved circular driveway.
He pushed the ignition button, but the dashboard displayed a yellow light.
The luxury car lease payment had failed to process that morning early.
The car company had remotely locked the engine starter through their satellite network.
Brandon hit the steering wheel in total frustration and screamed out loud.