I Married My Wealthy 72-Year-Old Boss So My Daughter and I Would Have a Home—Five Years Later, His Lawyer Told Me, “He Knew You’d Fall for It”

I appreciated that.

Our safety ultimately rested on documents that could withstand examination.

Not on a dramatic letter.

That principle became important to me.

Arthur had lived too much of his personal life through secrets.

I wanted the legal side boring enough that nothing depended on secrecy again.

Nora became the person who understood this best.

At twenty-one, she once told me: