“They Told My Pregnant Wife to Eat Somewhere Else—They Forgot Who Was Paying for Their Comfort”

“Elaine Thompson. Monthly allowance.”

“That’s your mother, right?”

“Not anymore,” I said flatly. “Cancel it starting now.”

Another pause.

“Done,” Daniel said slowly. “Anything else?”

“Yes.”

I opened the folder on my desk where I kept copies of everything I’d quietly handled for my family over the years.

Mortgage statements.

Insurance policies.

Car leases.