Chapter 13 - Arthur’s Offer
Arthur remained in federal custody while the cases developed.
His attorney requested a meeting.
This time, I agreed.
A glass partition separated us.
Arthur looked thinner.
The perfect hair and expensive suit were gone.
For several seconds, he stared at Sophie’s photograph in my hand.
Then he said, “I made terrible choices.”
“You committed crimes.”
“I know.”
“Do you?”
He lowered his eyes.
“I can help recover the money.”
“Investigators are already doing that.”
“I can testify against my mother and Mercer.”
“They do not need you.”
His hands tightened.
“I want to see Sophie.”
“That is for the court.”
“I’m her father.”
“You attempted to use her custody as leverage.”
“I never would have hurt her.”
“You removed her insurance policy.”
“I needed liquidity.”
“You photographed me recovering from childbirth to call me unstable.”
His face changed.
“Mother arranged that.”
“You allowed it.”
He leaned toward the glass.
“Claire, I loved you.”
The sentence might have destroyed me once.
Now it sounded incomplete.
“You loved what I gave you.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Fair would have been telling me the company was failing.”
“I was ashamed.”
“Fair would have been stopping your mother from spending.”
“She would have blamed me.”
“Fair would have been ending our marriage honestly before Natalie.”
He said nothing.
“Fair would have been protecting Sophie.”
His eyes filled.
“I want another chance to be her father.”
“Then tell the complete truth. Accept the consequences. Stop asking me to rescue you from them.”
Arthur offered prosecutors full cooperation.
He admitted forging documents.
He identified hidden accounts.
He explained Mercer’s role.
He confirmed Victoria helped design the incapacity petition.
His cooperation reduced his potential sentence.
It did not erase it.
Before he was returned to custody, he asked one final question.
“Did you know the card would fail?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“Before I entered the boutique.”
He nodded slowly.
“So the whole confrontation was a trap.”
“No.”
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I stood.
“The card was a boundary. You chose to cross it in public.”
