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I sat in Patricia Chen’s office as she walked me through the final papers.
“He’s agreed to everything,” she said, sounding almost surprised. “No contest. The prenup held. You keep the house, your accounts, your car. He keeps his accounts and his car. No alimony on either side. He signed this morning.”
“Why did he give up?” I asked.
Patricia smiled grimly.continue reading …
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