Daisy looked down at the sheets. “Did Daddy try to come here?”
Penelope chose to answer with complete honesty. “Yes, he tried to come, but the security officers did not allow him inside.”
Daisy gave a small nod, and the sheer relief that washed over her young face was so profound that Penelope had to wipe away a sudden tear.
Three months later, the court convened for the final divorce and custody hearing.
Penelope wore a simple, elegant black dress, while baby Oliver slept peacefully in his carrier beside her table. Daisy sat beside Valerie in the second row of the gallery, holding her stuffed rabbit on her lap as she watched the proceedings with deep attention.
Gabriel looked drastically different than he had months ago; his suit was still expensive, but his signature arrogant posture was entirely gone. Bianca was nowhere to be found, as their alliance had completely shattered at the very first sign of criminal indictments, with Bianca claiming Gabriel had manipulated her and Gabriel insisting she had masterminded the entire scheme.
