“You set a trap for me.”

“No.

You set it, the day you decided to marry me to strip my company clean.

I just let you walk into it.” And then he remembered, and screamed toward his lawyers that I had signed the agreement, that my company was cross-collateralized with theirs.

I let a small smile touch my mouth.

“You really should have had your attorneys read page eighteen.” Fitzroy set the certified copy on the table and explained it, evenly, to the room: that the cross-collateralization was strictly contingent on Pembrook Holdings having disclosed all liabilities and inquiries; that because they had concealed more than twelve million in defaulted debt, the agreement was void from the start — while their signatures stood as a sworn admission of fraud.