She Framed Me As Unfit So I’ll See Her In Court Chapter 16
Saturday morning, I joined the video call with my legal aid attorney right on time.
“Caleb is willing to increase child support. Are you sure you want to refuse?”
“I’m sure. I don’t want the money. I want a fair ruling from the court.”
The lawyer pulled up the school surveillance stills. “Then we don’t go after Caleb first, with all his money, and we don’t alert Sloan either. We start with the one most likely to crack.”
Beth Ron.
That same day, a lawyer’s letter was sent to her house. Enclosed were the surveillance screenshots and the relevant statutes for “providing false testimony” and “endangering a child’s safety,” clearly warning her that her “discovery” of the bottle in Maya’s backpack had been captured on video and could carry legal consequences.
The next day, several parents’ groups popped with notifications in a row.
*Beth Ron has left the group chat.*
A few minutes later, Sloan asked with practiced casualness, “Does anyone know what happened to Beth? She seems upset.”
No one answered.
By afternoon, parents were already whispering privately: Had the bottle thing been wrong from the start? Had they been too quick to accuse me?
The polished image Sloan had worked so hard to maintain had cracked for the first time.
I took a screenshot of the notice that Beth had left the group and sent it to my lawyer.
Beth was scared.
Now all that remained was to see whether she was more afraid of Sloan or of the law.