I Was About to Marry My Mistress, 30 Years Younger Than Me.
My hands began shaking so violently I had to grip the edge of the table.
“Eleven years ago, Mom discovered that someone high up was using your primary company to secretly move millions of dollars through fraudulent shell accounts,” Christina revealed.
I stared blankly at the glowing screen, unable to process the information.
“Mom confronted the people responsible for the scheme,” Christina’s recorded voice explained.
“She was planning to come directly to you with all the financial proof.”
I closed my eyes in deep remorse as a vivid memory resurfaced in my mind.