The prenuptial agreement, they insisted, protected nearly everything Gavin claimed as his own.
He believed it would also help him receive primary custody.
The Empty Chair
Judge Marian Beckett entered shortly after nine and took her seat.
She reviewed the files in front of her, then looked toward the empty chair at my table.
“Where is Mrs. Bellamy?”
Gavin checked his watch and smiled faintly.
“Cassandra has never been especially concerned with other people’s schedules.”
Sloane covered a laugh with her hand.
Judge Beckett lifted her eyes.
“Ms. Pierce, this is a family court hearing, not a private conversation. You will remain silent unless I address you.”
Sloane’s smile disappeared.
Philip began presenting Gavin’s request for primary custody. He spoke about the large house in Bethesda, the private school tuition, the family investment accounts, and the comfortable routine Gavin claimed he could provide.
He had barely finished his opening statement when the courtroom doors opened.
