I discovered my husband was planning a divorce, so I moved my $400 million fortune a week later…—EPISODE 3
At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but the more I looked, the more I uncovered. Letters, burner phones, business cards I’d never seen before. I didn’t take anything. I only took pictures. And before I left, I did one last thing: I placed a small hidden camera behind a row of books. He wouldn’t notice.
It was tiny, and the light was off. He still thinks I’m the same woman who confided everything in him. He has no idea that I’m watching him now. He has no idea that I’m listening to him. Let him keep thinking I’m in the dark. That’s exactly where I want him to look as I expose everything he’s trying to hide.
The camera I placed in his office worked better than I expected. Most days, there was nothing significant, just him typing, talking on the phone, or sending emails. But one night, something happened that changed everything. He didn’t know the camera was on when his friend arrived. They closed the door, poured drinks, and started talking as if they had nothing to hide. I was watching him from my laptop.
Sitting in another room, with my headphones on. I wasn’t expecting much until I heard my name called. Thomas raised his glass and said, “I’m going to wipe the floor with her in court.” His friend laughed and asked, “Are you sure she won’t fight back?” Thomas smiled. “She has no idea. My lawyer is preparing everything.
We’re going to leak fake evidence that she cheated on me: messages, photos, everything. As soon as the media finds out, she won’t stand a chance. She’ll crumble before we even walk into the courthouse.” My hands were cold as I listened. This wasn’t just a divorce. This wasn’t someone leaving a marriage. This was someone trying to destroy me. I sat there and listened to every word. I didn’t cry.
I didn’t panic. I just watched. Every second of that recording showed the truth. She didn’t care about love or justice. She wanted to tear me apart, and she thought she could do it easily. When the video ended, I saved the file and made a copy. Then I sent it to my lawyer. No messages, no questions. She called me a few minutes later.
His voice was firm, but I detected a sharp undertone. He said, “We can start right now.” I said, “Go for it.” We didn’t want him to see it coming. So the first step wasn’t anything big or noisy. We used a shell company, something small, nothing with my name on it. That company filed a lawsuit against one of his business ventures.
It wasn’t directly related to the divorce, but it was enough to hit him where it hurt most. He’d feel it in his wallet before he even knew what was happening. I knew he’d be confused when it landed on his desk. I knew he’d try to figure out who was behind it, but he wouldn’t guess it was me. Not yet. The next morning, I made breakfast as usual. I put his plate on the table, poured him coffee, and asked how he’d slept. He smiled and said, “Like a baby.” I smiled too. Let him enjoy his peace for now. Let him feel safe, let him feel ready. He thought he could lie, scheme, and take everything from me without getting caught. But I had the truth in my hands. I had his words, his plan, his face etched in my memory, laughing at how easy it would be.
He doesn’t know it yet, but the game has already begun. And this time, he won’t be in control. I woke up early that morning. I wasn’t nervous. I felt ready. Everything was planned. Every call, every transfer, every name on the list. I had waited long enough, and now it was time to act.
EPISODE 4
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