Then I walked to the drawer and retrieved the folder.

I placed our prenuptial agreement on the table.

Right beside the cherry pie.

Elon stared at it.

“What are you doing?”

“Remember this?”

His parents exchanged a glance.

I turned toward Eve and Alex.

“When we got married, you asked us to sign this agreement to protect the family business.”

Eve nodded slowly.

“I remember.”

“I signed it because I loved your son. And because I wanted everyone to feel secure.”

Then I looked at Elon.

“But I’m grateful I had it reviewed before making any decisions about giving up my career or financial independence.”

He frowned.

“You think you’re getting everything?”

“No.”

I remained calm.

“I think I deserve to know my rights before you make any more decisions about my life without me.”

His eyes moved toward Sophie.

“So you’re taking my daughter away?”

I shook my head.