How My Husband Planned My Ruin and Built His Own Downfall
I laid them side by side on my desk.
The rain continued to beat against the window behind me.
I ran my finger down the columns of dates.
In May, Jared was in Chicago for a media summit.
Courtney was also in Chicago, staying at the same boutique hotel.
In June, they were both in Miami.
The charges matched perfectly.
But then I got to July.
According to the ledger, Courtney had billed Harlan Media for a trip to London from July twelfth to July fifteenth.
I checked Jared’s calendar for those exact dates.
Jared had been in New York, attending board meetings and dinners that were highly publicized.
He had not been in London.
I frowned, staring at the paper.
Why would Courtney bill Harlan Media for a trip to London if she wasn’t with Jared?
I opened the digital receipt for her London hotel.
The Savoy.
It was a suite booked under the Harlan Media corporate account.
I looked at the additional charges.
There were room service bills for two people.
I opened my browser and searched for industry news during those dates in July.