Stella asked me if I would make a statement to that effect to assist in the divorce, and I agreed as I was now really pissed at Dad! In fact, I wanted nothing more to do with him after my discoveries of the last few minutes.
OK, now, next on the table is something that is going to shock you! Did you know dad has $84 million salted away in the Cayman Islands?
Stella dropped her coffee cup which smashed on the floor! Her hand went to her mouth! No idea then I thought!
I went and got the brush and a mop and cleaned up the coffee while Stella sat dumbstruck at the table.
Time I think to go see an attorney. What do you think? I have copies of the paperwork I got from the safe that shows the accounts and where they are, so we can certainly live comfortably. I also suggest that we stay put here until the attorney is ready to serve the documents, but that we might want to consider moving home. This means Angela you will have to sell your house, and we can all look for one together? What do you think?
Stella and Angela looked at me, at first a little confused, and then with dawning comprehension in their eyes! Yes, they could suddenly see that living across from dad when he discovered we knew about his money was going to be a little difficult.
OK they agreed, let’s go look for a house! They were both suddenly laughing! We decided to use Angelas’ computer to search for a house, and we also decided that perhaps we should rent at first, then buy after the divorce was final!
We crossed the road to Angelas home, and went to work! First we looked up an attorney. Stella found a female one specializing in divorce, and placed a call! An appointment was set up for the following day, and we started to look for a house. The criteria were simple. It had to be three bedroom to stop people asking too many questions, it had to have a 2 car garage with internal access to the house for Angela to manage, and it had to be near to the college I was going to attend, which was fortunately a local college so Stella could continue at her job until she found another one!
We found a wonderful ranch style home, three car garage and 4 bedrooms with 2 bathrooms. It was about a 20 minute drive from where we were, but it was a little more money that we wanted to pay in rent. Angela made the decision to call about it, and spoke to the owner, who was reluctant at first, but then agreed to meet us all, so we could at least view the house.
We went straight over, and drove into a quiet, upmarket neighborhood. The house was located at the end of a street where there was a turning circle, and had a nice lawned yard. We all immediately liked it, but were afraid to get our hopes up, however we went to the door and spoke to the owner.
The owner was a nice lady, who immediately took to Angela and Stella. When she asked about who would be living there, she was told that it would be the three of us. She looked a little concerned, but I stepped in and said it was my Fiancée, indicating Angela, and her best friend who was about to hit a nasty divorce, and wanted somewhere to live safely. She seemed shocked that Angela was my Fiancée, and asked how that had happened. Angela told her freely about the incident with the loss of her leg, what I had done, and how we had fallen in love as I cared for her, stretching the truth a little in places, and hiding the fact that Stella had been my stepmother completely!