The judge looked at the paper containing the original prenuptial terms, then at the ledger sheets Lydia had provided.

“The court finds that the respondent engaged in deliberate misrepresentation of assets,” Judge Vance said.

I held my breath, my heart hammering against my ribs.

“Therefore, the prenuptial agreement signed by the parties is hereby declared null and void,” the judge announced.

Evan flinched as if he had been struck.

“Furthermore,” Judge Vance continued, “the court orders the immediate seizure of all accounts held in the respondent’s name pending a full forensic audit.”

Vivian gasped, her hand flying to her throat.

“Your Honor, this is an overreach,” Henderson argued, his voice rising.

“It is a standard protection of the estate, Mr. Henderson,” Judge Vance said coldly.

Just then, the double doors at the back of the courtroom swung open with a loud creak.

A man in a wet trench coat stepped inside, holding a thick yellow envelope.

It was Malcolm, the investigator.

He walked quickly down the center aisle, his boots squeaking on the linoleum floor.

He stopped at our table and handed the envelope directly to Lydia.