The polished conference table in the law offices of Sterling & Croft felt like a slab of ice. Oliver shifted uncomfortably in his leather chair, loosening a tie that suddenly felt too tight. Across from him, his mother, Rose, sat perfectly still, her posture regal, her expression unreadable. At the head of the table, their lead attorney, Mr. Davies, cleared his throat, the sound unnaturally loud in the tense room.“So, let me be frank,” Davies began, adjusting his glasses. “As things stand, our petition for custody is weak.”“Weak?” Oliver scoffed, leaning forward. “What are you talking about? My wife abandoned her home! She’s clearly unstable!”“An accusation for which we have no proof, Mr. Reed,” Davies countered, his tone dry. “In fact, Ashton Knight’s legal team has masterfully painted a counter-narrative: that of a distressed mother seeking refuge from a hostile environment. They have medical statements attesting to her exhaustion and stress. We, on the other hand, have nothing b
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