On Our 10th Anniversary, My Husband Shaved My Head While I Slept—He Didn’t Know I Was About to Stop an $18 Million Transfer
Julian stopped.
“What are you doing here?”
Arthur handed an envelope to Julian’s attorney, who had been invited as a family friend and immediately realized he had acquired a professional problem.
Laura said:
“These are preliminary divorce filings and notice of a request for temporary financial restraints preserving marital assets.”
Julian stared.
“You planned this?”
I answered: