PART 9: After I gave birth to our triplets, my husband walked into my hospital room with his mistress at his side, proudly carrying a luxury bag. 14009
“You took one hundred and twenty thousand dollars from his company?”
“No. Kenneth created the company in my name.”
She pushed an incorporation form across the table.
“I signed the original registration eighteen months ago. He told me it was for freelance marketing work and tax purposes. I didn’t understand how he was using it until last month.”
The payments had passed through Sable’s account and then moved into two other accounts Brenda did not control.
“Why bring this to me?” I asked.
“Because he changed the passwords after the deed was filed. Then he asked me to sign a statement saying you had personally handed me the property papers.”
Priya leaned forward.
“Did you sign it?”
“No.”
Brenda pulled out her phone.
“I began copying records.”
The messages showed Kenneth instructing an employee to alter dates on a company ledger. Another referred to “cleaning up” the property file before the end of the quarter.
There was also an email from Marilyn Crouch.
I have completed the acknowledgment as discussed. Please do not include me in any further correspondence.
The room seemed to narrow around me.
“Did Marilyn notarize the deed without seeing me?” I asked.
“I believe so.”
Priya carefully gathered the pages.
“These records may become evidence. Do not delete the originals.”
Brenda nodded.
“There’s something else.”
She looked at me.
“Your parents didn’t find out about the deed by accident.”
My father had told me Priya discovered it through a routine property search.
“What do you mean?”
“I sent an anonymous email to your mother three weeks before the babies were born.”
The revelation left me speechless.
Brenda reached into the folder and removed a printed message.
The sender’s address was a meaningless string of numbers. The email warned that Kenneth planned to transfer the house, move company funds, and pressure me into signing divorce papers immediately after delivery.
My mother had never mentioned it.
“Why would you warn her and then come to the hospital with him?”
“Because I was afraid he would know it was me if I disappeared before he carried out his plan.”
“That doesn’t explain what you said.”
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“No,” Brenda admitted. “There is no useful explanation for that.”
I studied her face.
