Emily’s POV

The heavy iron gates of the Greenwich estate slid open as our armored convoy pulled into the long, winding driveway.

For the first time in over a month, the crushing weight hanging over us was gone. Charlotte’s legal team was utterly ruined, Victoria was back behind bars where she belonged, and the court had officially granted Daniel temporary sole custody.

I looked over at the seat beside me. Julian was staring out the tinted window at the sprawling green lawns, his small hands holding his seatbelt tight. He still looked so cautious, as if he expected someone to suddenly wake him up and tell him it was all...