My Husband Thought I Was a Beaten, Unemployed Wife. On January 2nd He Pulled Into My Parents’ Driveway and Found Out Who I Really Was
There was no disclosure.
His own brother’s company had taken eighty-six thousand dollars from his employer, and nowhere in the file was the relationship declared.
That alone would have ended him.
But there was something worse, and I found it at two in the morning with a cold, clear feeling in my chest: two of the payments to Redpoint had been routed through project budgets that Damon personally controlled.
He hadn’t just failed to disclose the conflict.