Chapter 1: My husband brought his mistress into our bedroom while I lay dying, then let her measure the windows for the curtains she planned to hang after my funeral. h6368

He looked exhausted.

“He’s not going to get far.”

I focused on the screen.

ARE YOU SURE?

Samuel nodded.

“We have his passport information, financial records, and several witnesses.”

He paused.

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“But there’s something else we need to discuss.”

He placed the photograph of Caroline and my father beside the bed.

“Your father had a relationship with Caroline’s mother many years ago. He never publicly acknowledged Caroline because the circumstances were complicated.”

I stared at the photograph.

“Did he know?”

Samuel nodded.

“Yes. Your father established a private trust for Caroline and Emma. But the trust disappeared after Caroline’s death.”

I remembered my father’s final years.

He had often spoken about unfinished business.

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I had assumed he meant his company.

Now I wondered whether he had been trying to protect someone.

Samuel continued.

“Your father also left instructions in a sealed letter.”

He handed me the envelope.

My name was written across the front.

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