I stared at the numbers on the screen.

These were the numbers that bought our house, my clothes, and Lily’s private school tuition.

Our entire life had been funded by a grand, illegal lie.

“This is what Conrad has been protecting,” I said.

“This is why he was so desperate to keep me quiet.”

“If the IRS gets their hands on this, the federal government will freeze the entire trust immediately,” Naomi said.

“They will seize the estate, the accounts, everything.”

“Antoinette won’t have a dime to pay her high-priced lawyers.”

I felt a sudden, cold sense of clarity wash over me.

“We don’t give this to the IRS yet,” I said.

Naomi looked at me, her eyebrows raised.

“Amelia, this is a crime,” Naomi said.

“I know,” I said, my voice steady.

“But I don’t care about the money or the taxes.”

“I care about Lily.”

“I need to make sure Grant can never touch her again.”

“If I give this to the feds now, the Harrows will burn, but the legal battle will drag on for years.”

“I want Grant to sign the custody papers tonight.”