Amelia’s POV

I shook his hand and turned toward the door, "Ms. Hart?"

I paused at the threshold, my hand on the door handle, but didn't turn around.

"For what it's worth," Reeves said carefully, his voice softer than it had been during the entire meeting, "in twenty years of practicing family law, I've never seen anyone walk away from this much money. Most people would call that foolish."

"Most people didn't marry Daniel Sterling thinking about his money." I pulled the door open, ...