“Your biggest advantage right now,” Janice told her flatly, “is that Lucas still thinks you’re the same naive woman who’s too afraid to question him.”
That same day, the first real twist surfaced: they traced a shell company, set up just eleven months earlier, that had been receiving steady, sizable transfers from accounts tied to the couple’s shared assets.
The company’s name was unnervingly close to Margot’s own branding—clearly designed to slip past any bank employee doing a quick, surface-level check.
“Are you honestly telling me he forged my signature on all of these legal filings?” she asked, her mouth dry as sand.
“I’m telling you that someone worked very hard to turn you into a silent, unwitting accomplice—without your knowledge or your consent.”
Then came the even more frightening discoveries: major changes to her life insurance, hidden withdrawals, huge transactions tied straight to her writing royalties, and a new clause in the will that favored one of Lucas’s mysterious business partners.