Corporate evidence.
Not revenge.
No affair slideshow.
No humiliating private messages.
No family gossip.
No weaponizing pain because I finally had the power to do it.
The audit.
The money.
The authorization.
The recordings relevant to the competency plan.
The corporate risk.
Nothing else.
At 5:23, the board chair confirmed she would attend.
At 8:00, Julian’s attorney formally served me with papers requesting temporary restrictions on my ability to manage financial affairs.
Julian waited in our bedroom.
He wore the platinum watch.
“You received the notice.”
“I did.”