My husband smiled as he announced he was leaving me for our housekeeper, as if twenty-five years of marriage meant nothing. “You can have the lake house,” he said, as she slipped my necklace over her finger and whispered, “Now he belongs to me.” I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream.

away what was never yours.”

“I built this company!” he shouted.

“You decorated it.”

Silence.

Then the decision came:

Victor Hale was removed as CEO.

Security escorted him out as he shouted.

“This is my life!”

“No,” I replied. “It was a loan.”

Clara tried to slip away, but Malcolm stopped her—evidence of theft, fraud, and stolen property laid out clearly.

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