My beach condo was not in my name as an individual because it belonged to the company where I remained the lifetime administrator with absolute power. Bradley had a small stake in the company but he had no voting rights and no authority to sell any property without my specific digital signature.

Regarding the money, Bradley only knew about my daily checking account which usually held a few thousand dollars for my monthly groceries and bills. My real wealth was tucked away in investment accounts linked to the holding company in financial institutions that he did not even know existed.

Bradley had not actually taken my fortune but had instead stolen my pocket change while trying to be clever. The situation with the condo was even worse for him because he had legally sold something that did not belong to him at all.

I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down to think about my two options for how to handle this betrayal. I could call him to warn him and save him from prison or I could let life teach him the lesson that I had failed to teach him for over thirty years.

I remembered the coldness in his voice when he told me I had thirty days to move out and I thought about Tiffany eyeing my belongings. I drank my coffee in one gulp and decided that I would not step in to save him from the consequences of his own actions.

The next day, I dressed in a navy blue silk dress and wore the pearls that George gave me because they always made me feel invincible. I called my lawyer whose name is Bob Henderson and told him to meet me at the Royal Palm Yacht Club with the police.

“Josephine, please remember that he is your son,” Bob said over the phone with a voice full of concern. I told him that Bradley was the first person to break the sacred bond between a mother and her child so the law would have to take its course.

I arrived at the club at eight o’clock sharp and saw that the party was obscenely lavish with white flowers and expensive champagne everywhere. When Bradley saw me walking through the doors, he turned pale and approached me with a look of pure irritation.

“What are you doing here after I told you that I did not want to see you anymore?” he asked while trying to block my path. I told him that I had come to give him a wedding gift and he laughed while claiming that I had nothing left to give.