“You told me she was going to sign the divorce papers and walk away with nothing because she had no right to this place,” she said.

“She doesn’t,” Daniel insisted, his voice turning desperate.

“Read the signature page again, Daniel,” I said, my voice steady and calm.

“I also filed an injunction this morning to freeze all corporate distributions from the main logistics account.”

Daniel froze, his hand suspended in the air.

“You did what?” he whispered.

“The money you used to buy that Mercedes parked in the driveway came from a corporate draw,” I said.

“That draw was unauthorized because you didn’t have the approval of the majority shareholder of the parent holding company.”

“Which is now me,” I added.

Richard dropped the papers onto the coffee table, his face suddenly looking very old.

“You’ve been planning this,” he said, his voice barely audible.

“For six months, Richard,” I said. “Ever since I found the receipts for the apartment in the city.”

I looked at Margaret, who was staring at the floor, unable to meet my gaze.