“You seem to have it all worked out…” She huffs. “Mom always said you were strange. No wonder she divorced you.”
“Georgie, I divorced her.”
“You keep saying that…” Her chin lifts. It ought to look like defiance, but I see only petulance. “… But Mom always says she divorced you. And you took all the money with you. Left her without anything.”
Ah… Crap…
I rub a palm over my chin. “This isn’t a conversation I wanted to have right now…”
“Really? You can talk about your supposed marriage to Charlotte, but not about the real one you had with Mom?”
The sarcasm stings, but I press on. “What happened is that it was your mother who started divorce proceedings. She thought she could hang me out to dry. I believe she intended to. Then, I realised she had a lover…” Georgie’s face freezes over… “
