Hailey's POV
The penthouse felt different when we got home.
It was quieter. More intimate. Like the walls were closing in with all the tension we'd been building all day.
Maxwell loosened his tie as we entered, heading straight for his study. "We need to talk about the custody hearing."
My stomach dropped. "When is it?"
"Thursday. Ten AM." He pulled out a thick folder from his desk. "Because the first one was postponed. Floyd's team had more time to build their case. Which means they're taking this seriously."
"How seriously?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly.
"Seriously enough to drag this out for months." He gestured to the couch. "Sit. We need to go over everything."
I sank onto the leather sofa, watching him move around the study with that controlled precision he always h
