Sarah gripped the toddler tighter and took another awkward step back.
Sarah: Tommy belongs with me, and no court will take him away!
Brandon took a deep breath to keep his voice calm and firm.
He knew throwing a tantrum would only make the situation more dangerous.
Brandon: What is in that brown envelope, Sarah?
Sarah lowered her gaze toward the thick stack of legal papers in her hand.
She tried to shove the envelope into her wide jacket pocket nervously.
Sarah: These are just private personal documents from my family lawyer.
Brandon stepped closer, his boots making loud, firm sounds on the floor.
Brandon: My private investigator called me fifteen minutes ago.
Sarah went completely still, her pale face turning totally ghost white.
Brandon: He tracked the offshore transfers you made from Tommy's trust fund.
The room went entirely silent except for the soft ticking of the clock.
Sarah had spent months planning to drain the boy's multi-million dollar inheritance.
Her fake leg injury was created to generate sympathy during upcoming divorce court hearings.
She wanted the judge to view her as a frail, injured victim.
That way, she could secure full custody and full control of the estate assets.
Brandon: You used my money to pay off forged medical records!
Sarah shook her head rapidly, backing into the edge of the sofa.
Sarah: You have millions of dollars, Brandon, you will never miss it!
Brandon: That money was placed in trust for our son's education and future!
Sarah sneered, dropping her sweet act in an instant.
Sarah: I spent five years playing the obedient housewife in this giant mansion!
Sarah: I deserve half of everything you own, including the estate!
Brandon felt his blood run cold at her icy tone.
He realized he had married a complete stranger who only valued wealth.
He stepped forward quickly to narrow the distance between them.
Brandon: Give me my son right now, Sarah!
Sarah tried to pull away, but her fake cast tripped her up slightly.
She stumbled against the armrest of the soft leather couch.
Brandon reached out carefully and swept little Tommy safely into his arms.
The boy wrapped his tiny hands around his father's neck immediately.
Sarah fell back onto the cushions, gasping in surprise and pure anger.
Brandon: You are completely unfit to be around this child!