Does Fiona Get Custody Novels & Stories

This was because the Defense of Marriage Act didn't protect women at all. Therefore, I had to hit them where it hurt. Fiona cared the most about her son. I said indifferently, "Say whatever you want. I want the garage and custody of my son. We can then split the rest of the assets in two and get half each. By the way, remember to get back the money you've spent on Fiona. I get half of that as well. You can choose to go to court with this. But remember this, I'll find Denon's school no matter where Fiona transfers him to."

He sits, pours himself coffee, and waits. “You know she’s been… off. Today she crossed a line. Matt’s going to reject her, and Drake’s making her rogue. She’s signing custody of Sam over to Fiona and Ben, but she wants you to go with her. Because of your age, it’s your choice. If you want to stay, we’ll fight for you. If you want to go, we’ll respect it.” Fiona nods, squeezing his shoulder. “We care, Craig.” He frowns. “If I stay, can I still see her?”

She explained what had happened with Fiona over winter break—she had been officially removed as a Silverbite heir as punishment for what she had done. On top of that, Claudia had sentenced her to six months of community service as well as constant surveillance. Fiona was living in her own apartment in the city again, but she had two guards with her at all times, and a tracker installed in her phone in case she tried to run off to Coldclaw. At least one thing was settled, I supposed. Fiona wasn’t going to be causing any trouble anytime soon. I just hoped I could learn to shift before she could start up again.

“Can’t risk being recorded.” “Oh,” Fiona says, looking between me and Daniel. “Oh, so this is a real talk.” She pulls her cell phone out of a purse sitting near her and puts it in Jerome’s hand. He moves quickly away, carrying it to the next room. Fiona crosses her arms and looks between us. “Before you start,” she says, raising a finger. “You should know that I still work for your dad, Fay. Anything that you don’t want him to hear about…you should probably keep to yourself.”

I restrained the urge to snap her fingers in half. “Hehe. Of course I’ll be happy marrying Anthony. “As for you, good luck surviving!” Then she enunciated every word with breathy emphasis. “I won’t let you take a single cent of Anthony’s property!” I didn’t care. I even smiled cooperatively. “Oh? So you mean all of Anthony’s assets belong to you?” Fiona snorted, lifting her chin even higher. “Of course.” In the livestream, her fans were already spamming. [Queen Fiona!]

After all, these were all old-fashioned people, so being reminded that Xavia had slept with another person before was less than acceptable… Pleased by their responses, Fiona looked around… and shortly after, she saw Yulia. Walking over to the child, she then squatted and said, “You’re Yulia, right? Do you miss your father…? If you do, I can help look for him through DNA testing, you know?” “No thanks! Future Daddy is going to be my only daddy!” exclaimed Yulia. “I see! Well, I guess it’s because he’s so handsome and he lets you live in such a beautiful house, right? Don’t worry, I get it!” replied Fiona who was clearly trying to hint that Xavia and Yulia were only in all this for the luxury

“Merely being a good provider is usually not enough to secure custody. And insofar as being a good provider is concerned, both of you are on equal footing in this respect. “The best interest in this case is the welfare of the children. In this matter, do you recognize what works most strongly in your favor? It is your affection for the children. When supported by a loving and nurturing family unit, this represents a significant advantage to your case.” Tyler grinned while brushing his soft hair with his hand. “If that’s really the way it is, then Nathalie and I will get married.” “Hey, Ty!” I chided. Tyler grinned like a cat. “Hehe, just kidding. Yeah, we still need to talk about that though

My vision was perfectly clear. Fiona had no idea. She had just signed an irrevocable divorce agreement. With her own hand, she had signed our marriage away. "Goodbye, Fiona." I went back to the room. I uploaded the divorce papers, and the video from my phone, to the estate's main computer system. I took one last, long look at the house that had been our home. I picked up my suitcase and walked out without looking back. --- Meanwhile, Fiona arrived at the hospital.

"now give me my daughter back." "Whatever, take her, I just care about money and nothing else. Oh yeah! I want Ian also I don't know what he sees in a bitch like you." Fiona said and began to count the money with a huge smile of greed on her face. I ignored the gold digger and took my daughter in my arms, who cried her heart on my shoulder. I so badly wanted to shoot the pitch for kidnapping and hurting my daughter but I held myself back because Ian is coming with the cops.

"That's a lie!" Fiona clung to Charles's legs, refusing to let go. "Charles, he's setting me up! This doctor just tried to assault me and failed, and now he's out for revenge..." Charles could not bear to listen to Fiona. With a swift kick, he pushed her away. Fiona hit the ground with a thud, groaning in agony. The doctor, unfazed, pulled out a voice recorder and hit play. Fiona's sultry voice filled the room. "Oh, doctor, just say Charles is the father on the report, and I'll make it worth your while. I promise you nights you'll never forget..."