“Such as?” He took out a notepad.

“Complete capital-contribution receipts, early tax returns, meeting notes, personal loan guarantees, payroll records, corporate emails, and certified copies of every equity agreement.”

Barrett stared at me. “You kept all of those old papers for over a decade?”

“I kept every single piece of paper, Barrett,” I said, and looked him dead in the eye.

Paige turned slowly toward him, her confidence faltering. “You told me she had nothing to do with the start of the business.”

“Paige, not here,” Barrett snapped, refusing to meet her eyes.