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Right, let’s cut to it: on March 7, 2025, Amanda Rehrauer, forty-six and a marketing whiz, marched into DuPage County’s Circuit Court, Illinois, to call time on her marriage to Brent Rehrauer, forty-seven, a restaurant bigwig. She’s flanked by the sharp minds at Weiss-Kunz & Oliver, LLC, and they’re not messing about—her petition’s a straight shot to dissolve a union that kicked off September 3, 2005, in Kane County, now sunk by irreconcilable differences.
Both have been Illinois fixtures for over ninety days, solid as the ground beneath them. One kid, Payton, eighteen and off to college, leaves them free of custody tussles. No other sprogs, no deals on the table yet—property’s still a jumble, marital and not, waiting to be split. Amanda’s eyeing her fair chunk, plus anything Brent might’ve frittered away, and she’s not after his cash for support—nor he hers. It’s a clean slate, no other courts sniffing around.
This lands, folks, bang on March 7, 2025—a no-nonsense move by Amanda to carve out her piece of the pie, no tears, just business.
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