My Husband Gave My Seat on Our Private Jet to His Secretary—Then I Discovered Who Really Owned His Billion-Dollar Company
The gold emblem.
The trust documents I had never examined closely enough.
And a question that had become much more important than the seat Aaron ordered me to surrender.
Who actually controlled Prescott Technologies?
I didn’t know.
But by the end of that day, I intended to find out.
PART 2 — MY FATHER’S LIBRARY
The family estate stood beyond a long stone driveway outside Austin.
I had grown up there, among tall trees, old books, and furniture my parents insisted was too valuable to replace even when it became uncomfortable.