Chapter 8 - The Confrontation
Three hours later, the doors of the hospital suite burst open once again.
Evelyn Bennett—Brandon’s mother—marched into the room wearing an expensive fur coat and gold jewelry, her face red with fury. She held a designer handbag like a weapon, her heels clicking aggressively against the floor.
"Claire! What have you done to my son?!" Evelyn yelled, her voice echoing off the walls. "He is in a holding cell right now because of your ridiculous lies! Have you lost your mind?!"
Thomas didn't stand up. He remained seated in the armchair, holding his grandson safely against his chest. He raised one hand, motioning for the private security guards standing outside the door to step in.
"Evelyn," Thomas said smoothly. "You're trespassing on private hospital property."
"Don't you dare talk to me about trespassing, Thomas Carter!" Evelyn sneered, pointing a manicured nail at Claire. "Your daughter is a hysterical, ungrateful girl! Brandon gave her everything! He worked himself to the bone for her! So what if he lost his temper?! Every marriage has arguments!"
"He struck her, Evelyn," Thomas said, his voice dropping into a deadly whisper that froze her in her tracks. "He hit my daughter three hours after she gave birth to my grandson."
"He was stressed!" Evelyn argued, though her voice wavered slightly under Thomas's gaze. "And what about the financial freeze?! My credit cards were declined at the bank twenty minutes ago! Unfreeze our accounts immediately!"
Claire looked at her mother-in-law without a trace of fear.
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"Those aren't your accounts, Evelyn," Claire said firmly. "They are my accounts. And the federal marshals are currently at your home in the suburbs executing a seizure warrant for all property bought with stolen funds."
👉 Read Part 9 to see the final courtroom verdict six months later.
