Chapter 3 - The Secret Debt
I stared at the zero balance on my banking app while my chest tightened with panic.
Daniel had stolen over eighty thousand dollars in cash that I had saved for my maternity leave.
I clicked on the transaction history and noticed a massive wire transfer to an offshore account.
He did not just pay for a simple family vacation to a nice resort.
He had transferred the bulk of my savings to a private wealth management firm under his mother's name.
Sarah looked over my shoulder and gasped when she saw the empty bank account.
I realized that Daniel was preparing to completely drain my assets before filing for divorce.
I needed to sell the house immediately before his forged deed became legally binding.
Since Marcus had backed out I decided to contact Evelyn Vance.
Evelyn was a ruthless corporate liquidator who loved exploiting desperate situations for maximum profit.
I called her private cell phone and offered her the house at a thirty percent discount.
She laughed dryly and said she already knew about the foundation rumor Daniel had started.
I promised her that I had full inspection reports proving the house was in perfect condition.
Evelyn agreed to buy the property in cash but demanded the paperwork be finalized in exactly forty-eight hours.
I accepted her brutal terms and immediately began drafting the digital sales contract.
I felt a slight sense of relief until Vivian called me back with more terrifying news.
Vivian had pulled the advanced credit report attached to the property address.
She told me that Daniel had secretly used the forged deed to apply for a massive home equity loan.
The bank was scheduled to approve his fraudulent quarter-million-dollar loan tomorrow morning.
If the loan cleared before I sold the house I would be legally trapped in his massive debt.
Then Sarah handed me her phone and pointed at a new post on Facebook.
Daniel's mother had just uploaded a video from their luxury cabana in Cabo.
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I zoomed in on the video and saw something glittering brightly around her neck.
She was proudly wearing the priceless diamond heirloom necklace that my late grandmother had given me.
