“Now she thinks half my company belongs to her.”

“You approved a forty-five-thousand-dollar wire transfer from Sterling Capital to bury my birth record,” I said, keeping my voice measured so every board member caught the exact amount.

Patrick’s jaw clenched for a moment, but he laughed straight over my words, drawing the attention of two more corporate officers standing close by.

“My wife has been dealing with memory loss and serious emotional instability since early in her pregnancy,” Patrick told the board members, laying a heavy hand on my shoulder to push me back a step.

“I approved forty-five thousand dollars for institutional archival research to fix some administrative filing errors, and that’s all.”