At Exactly 3:07 A.M., My Husband's Mistress Texted Me a Photo She Was Certain Would Shatter My Marriage. Instead of Breaking Down, I Shared It With Every Member of His Company's Board of Directors... Before Sunrise, the Perfect Image He Had Spent Years Creating Was Already Crumbling.

I stared at the glowing words on my hidden screen, my mind instantly shifting gears.

A proxy meant that someone else legally possessed the power to vote his shares.

Julian was pacing around the room, angrily shouting instructions at Camila.

He told her to shred the physical documents while he prepared to face the board.

He truly believed his fifty-one percent stake made him an invincible king.

The emergency board meeting was scheduled to begin at exactly eight o'clock in the main conference room.

I walked out of his office without saying another word, leaving him to his delusions.

I entered the massive glass boardroom and took a seat at the far end of the table.

Julian strutted into the room five minutes later, with Camila walking right beside him like royalty.

He slammed his hands on the table and demanded the board apologize for their attempted coup.

Chairman Davis remained completely silent, staring at Julian with profound disappointment.

Julian demanded a formal vote to assert his absolute control over the company.

I stood up slowly and placed a certified copy of my marriage certificate on the table.

“Which daughter is yours?” should have been a harmless question

The first wineglass shattered at 8:07 p.m

The moment the mafia boss’s wife called me “an illiterate servant,”

I also placed a certified document from the state family court right next to it.

"Julian, you completely forgot that we live in a community property state, and those shares were purchased with my personal inheritance."

Chapter 5 - The Hidden Proxy