My Husband Told Me to Stay Home While He Took Another Woman to His Gala—He Had No Idea I Secretly Owned the Company Funding His Entire Empire

I lifted the suitcase.

“But you cannot keep the company.”

For once, he did not straighten his cuff.

PART 4 — 10:17 P.M.

At six the next morning, I stepped from the hidden elevator into the Sterling office.

Arthur had already prepared the board packets.

Every exhibit numbered.

Every date checked twice.

Against originals.

Against bank copies.

The first page contained the photograph of the broken crystal from the kitchen.

“Why is this first?”

“It establishes the timeline without making the presentation personal.”

“Good.”

Then:

Bank records.

Invoices.

Authorization.

Recording transcript.

“And nothing about the marriage?”