One evening, auditing the board’s resolutions, I found a document that stopped my breath: a board resolution, on which my own signature had been forged, authorizing the transfer of a portion of my equity to Arthur.

My controlling stake.

Someone was trying to take it, quietly, on paper, while I was distracted by the collapse of my marriage.

I did not confront anyone.

I called Sarah Jenkins, the senior corporate attorney I trusted more than anyone in that world, and she gave me the advice that saved everything.

“Don’t confront them, Mariana.