Chapter 21 - The estate plan changes anyway
This annoyed me most.
After everything, my estate plan still needed revision.
Not because Richard was right.
Because life had changed.
I was no longer marrying Victoria.
Leo was growing.
My risk tolerance had changed.
Katherine’s charitable intentions still mattered.
Emily Park assembled a new plan.
No Vale people.
Independent corporate trustee.
My brother Thomas.
Diane Mercer, if willing.
A professional trust protector with no financial relationship to Walker Dominion.
If Leo survived me while a minor:
Assets held for his health, education, support, and long-term stewardship.
Voting control exercised independently.
If Leo died before me:
No panic-triggered automatic rewrite.
Certain Katherine-derived assets flowed to the Katherine Walker Medical Access Foundation we had created during her illness.
Other assets followed my broader family plan.
If I remarried someday:
New spouse received clearly defined marital provisions negotiated with independent counsel.
No automatic company control.
Could future children be included?
Yes.
Fairly.
Not based on who was born first or whose mother was dead.
Richard’s underlying question—
What if life changes?—
was legitimate.
His method was not.
That distinction mattered.
I signed the new documents eleven months after the incident.
Calm day.
Leo healthy.
No hospital.
No recording.
No one telling me time was running out.
Emily asked:
“Do you want twenty-four more hours?”
“Yes.”
I took them.
Then signed.
May you like
That may have been the most important signature of my life precisely because nobody was afraid.
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