“What?”
“My attorney has begun proceedings to challenge our marriage and protect my legal interests following what happened this morning.”
Daniel scoffed.
“Over one slap?”
I held up my phone.
“The incident was recorded.”
Silence filled the room.
I’d activated the recording before entering the dining room.
Because the night before our wedding, I’d overheard Margaret telling Daniel something disturbing.
*Once you’re married, you need to break her habits quickly.*
Those words had alarmed me.
And now I knew exactly what she’d meant.
Daniel stepped backward.
“You planned all this?”
I shook my head.
**“No. I prepared for the possibility that you weren’t the man you pretended to be.”**
Moments later, three black SUVs entered the estate grounds.
Charles hurried toward the window.
“Who’s arriving?”
I picked up my coat.
“My legal and financial advisers.”
Daniel watched as attorneys, forensic accountants, and independent board representatives stepped out of the vehicles.
