Over the following weeks, the official investigation peeled back layers of deceit Margot could never have imagined—dozens of hidden offshore accounts and years of contempt dressed up as financial strategy.
Lucas hadn’t merely wanted to betray her. He’d wanted to shrink her down to nothing more than a useful signature and a decorative, silent presence in his home.
But this time his plan fell apart, because he’d forgotten that the woman he was trying to ruin was the same woman who had been watching his every move for thirty-two years.
At the final hearing, Margot spoke with a quiet, powerful calm she hadn’t even known she possessed.
She didn’t cry, she didn’t curse at him, and she didn’t raise her voice—not even when his lawyer tried to paint her as an unstable, overly emotional woman.
She met every accusation and every question with the sharp, surgical precision of someone who’d been preparing for this day for months.