(Helen's POV)
Silence.
Jason stares at me, as if I've lost my mind.
But I know my plan can work. It has logic and the fact that Rose is our daughter, his and mine, is irrefutable.
Even Caroline can't challenge that.
I pull out my phone. Show him the photo I took yesterday—Caroline and Samuel at Morrison Cafe. "We both caught them meeting yesterday. Almost held hands across the table. Looked very cozy for two people who are supposedly divorced. If this isn't cheating, what is?"
"Get out."
The words are quiet. Deadly.
I blink. "What?"
"Get out of my office, Helen. Now."
"Jason—"
"You come in here with threats about custody. With accusations about Caroline. With photos you took with bad intentions." He stands up. "You think I can't see what you're doing?"
"You're trying to destroy
