Chapter 7 - The Accounts in the Babies’ Names
The account was opened three months earlier.
Three separate trust profiles.
One for each unborn child.
The names had not been chosen yet, so the forms listed them as Baby A, Baby B, and Baby C Hartwell.
Amber stared at the documents.
“I didn’t open these.”
Isaac’s attorney shook his head.
“Kenton did.”
“Why?”
“The accounts hold company options.”
Amber looked at Isaac.
He was unusually tense.
“If the company was sold,” he said, “those options would shift debt into the children’s trusts.”
Amber felt cold.
“He was planning to place debt in unborn babies’ names?”
“Technically, custodial trusts.”
“They don’t even have birth certificates.”
“Which means someone created prenatal identity documents.”
Amber closed her eyes.
The fraud was no longer only about her license.
Kenton intended to use the triplets as financial shields.
If regulators discovered the forged applications, liabilities could be transferred into accounts controlled by Amber as the children’s mother.
Kenton could claim ignorance.
Amber would appear responsible.
“He planned to frame me.”
Isaac did not soften the truth.
“Yes.”
Tessa found the attorney who prepared the trusts.
He worked for the same licensing office where Marissa approved Kenton’s renewals.
The scheme connected everything.
Marissa approved the fraudulent applications.
Kenton used Amber’s identity.
The attorney created the trusts.
If exposure came, the liability moved to Amber and the triplets.
Kenton kept the company.
Amber carried the blame.
“What does he think will happen after the divorce?” Amber asked.
“He believes you will be too financially weak to defend yourself.”
Isaac’s voice turned colder.
“He expects your medical expenses to break you.”
Amber pressed a hand against her belly.
For the first time, fear overwhelmed her.
“I can’t let him touch their future.”
“He won’t.”
“You cannot promise that.”
“No.”
Isaac stepped closer, then stopped.
“But I can put every resource I have between him and those children.”
Amber looked at him.
“Why?”
His answer was immediate.
“Because they are innocent.”
“And me?”
Isaac held her gaze.
“You should never have had to ask.”
Three weeks later, Isaac proposed.
Not with a diamond.
With legal papers showing he had created independent medical trusts for the triplets, protected from Vale Capital, Kenton, and even Isaac himself.
“You don’t owe me marriage,” he said.
“You did this without asking for anything?”
“Yes.”
Amber stared at the papers.
Then at the man who had given her freedom instead of demanding trust.
She accepted.
They married privately in a small lakeside ceremony attended only by Tessa, Amber’s doctor, and Isaac’s sister.
Kenton knew nothing.
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Not until the courthouse steps.
👉 Amber’s new marriage protected the triplets—but the enormous ring Isaac gave her contained a hidden piece of evidence Kenton had once tried to destroy.
