copies of the relevant records.”
His chair scraped backward.
“You’ll destroy years of work.”
“No.”
I shook my head.
“The valid research will continue.”
Then I let the next sentence land.
“You simply won’t be the person leading it.”
His hands began shaking.
“You’re doing this because I left you.”
“This has nothing to do with the affair.”
I pushed another file toward him.
“This is about fraud.”
Vanessa stood abruptly.
“I’m leaving.”
Daniel caught her wrist.
“You’re involved too!”
She pulled away.
“You promised nobody would investigate those invoices!”
One of the attorneys looked up.
“For both your sakes, I recommend you stop speaking immediately.”
Neither of them said another word.
And something inside me finally settled.
I wasn’t furious anymore.
I wasn’t heartbroken.
I was simply finished.
I slid one final envelope toward Daniel.
He looked down.
“What is this?”
“The divorce proposal.”
He ripped it open.
His
