“I don’t care how. Move the assets. Use offshore accounts. She’s not getting anything. Not the company… not the kids.”
A louder murmur spread.
Camila went rigid.
Helena didn’t move.
The video continued.
“And the documents?” a voice asked.
Edward laughed.
“I handled it. That prenup signature was the best move I ever made. She never read the technical clauses… and wouldn’t understand them anyway.”
The judge narrowed his eyes.
“Continue.”
The footage jumped.
Another day.
Another conversation.
Edward and Camila.
Close.
“Once this is over,” Camila said, “we’ll make everything official, right?”
“Of course,” Edward replied. “I just need to get Helena out of the way first. No scandal… no losses.”
“And the kids?” she asked.
Edward shrugged.
“They’re a detail.”
That word cut through the room like a blade.
Detail.
The twins looked at their father.
But this time…
there was no recognition in their eyes.
Only distance.
Understanding.
An ending.
The video stopped.
Silence.
The judge took a deep breath.
“Mr. Hayes… would you like to respond?”
Edward opened his mouth—
But nothing came out.
His lawyer tried.
“Your Honor, this could be manipulated—”
“Are you willing to request immediate forensic verification?” the judge interrupted.