Hannah hadn't seen Channing for three days; she did message him to let him know she was safe. She just didn't want to leave her kids alone with their dad.

Channing understood.

Hannah hadn't called him; she was afraid to hear his voice. She was afraid that she'd spill the truth, the truth she didn't want to spill let alone spill through the phone. Channing didn't deserve that sort of cruelness.

Belle sat up in the office, she stared at the documents that had just been printed. She needed to go through them, she needed to read them thoroughly, she needed to know where she sat with what was going on.

Belle slowly rose up from her chair, she stepped over and reached for the documents that had been printed.

She turned her attention to her laptop as the sound of ringing escaped through the laptop speakers. She carefully reached over and pressed the connect button before shuffling through the papers.

"I see you've got them then." Oliver's certain tone filled the laptop speakers as he watched her through the laptop screen.

"Yeah."

"Would you like to discuss the choices you have?"

Belle sighed "We signed a prenup, right?"

Oliver nodded as Belle sat in view.

"Well, I'll just take whatever that says." She glanced up at Oliver "Whatever it says."

"It's in the documents, you have."

Belle sighed as she glanced down at the papers in her hands "The rest will go to the kids, right?"

Oliver nodded "It was agreed upon that Harley and Meredith would get theirs when they turned eighteen."

"And in the event of..."

"Same agreement. When they turn eighteen, Bill would hold onto their worth." Oliver watched as Belle rubbed her stomach. "Do you want me to add.."

Before he had a chance to finish his sentence, Belle had hurriedly answered "No."

"Hannah, is their any changes that need to be made on your behalf?"

Hannah shook her head; she knew to some extent she could just be Hannah when she spoke freely to Oliver; Alytain's lawyer. "I will email you with my plan than we'll talk it out with Alytain."

"Sure."

"Thank you, Oliver." Hannah let a genuine smile filter across her face as she spoke.

"Welcome, Hannah."

Hannah ended the call, she leaned back in her seat.

Belle had a plan, a plan that she knew would be the easiest way out.