And I hadn’t expected the man I’d married for money to become the first person who forced me to examine what I really intended to do with my life.

PART 4 — THE EIGHTY-MILLION-DOLLAR PAPER TRAIL

Marcus invited us to his office three days later.

Arthur arrived in a dark suit.

He looked more like the man I’d first seen at the restaurant.

Confident.

Immaculately dressed.

Accustomed to being recognized.

I arrived with an attorney of my own.

Her name was Julia Shaw.

She was quiet, direct, and unimpressed by expensive furniture.

Arthur seemed offended that I’d brought her.