Chapter 10 - The Final Audit
The morning sun broke through the clouds, casting a warm golden light over the city skyline.
It had been six months since the disastrous wedding, and my life had completely transformed.
Jonathan was serving a thirty-year sentence in a maximum-security federal facility for fraud, assault, and conspiracy.
Rosalind was facing even harsher charges, stripped of her wealth and her precious high-society status.
Evelyn made a full recovery and reclaimed her family's stolen tech empire, donating millions to domestic abuse charities in my name.
I had opened my own independent forensic accounting firm, specializing in tracking down assets hidden by abusive spouses.
My office was bright, peaceful, and entirely my own domain.
I no longer hid my arms under long sleeves, wearing my faded scars as a testament to my survival.
I poured myself a cup of hot coffee and sat at my large mahogany desk.
My assistant walked in and handed me a thick, unmarked envelope that had arrived by private courier.
I sliced it open and pulled out a single sheet of heavy parchment paper.
It was a classified financial ledger, detailing billions of dollars moving through an untraceable shadow corporation.
At the bottom of the page, a handwritten note was scrawled in elegant red ink.
The note read that the Duncans were just pawns on a much larger board, and I had successfully cleared the way for the real game to begin.
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I flipped the page over and recognized the signature at the bottom.
It belonged to my own father, a man I had personally buried fifteen years ago.
