My hands still trembled occasionally.
But I was alive.
Samuel stood beside me.
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“How does it feel?”
I smiled.
“Like I have unfinished business.”
He laughed.
“That sounds familiar.”
My first business decision was to restore every stolen asset.
The fraudulent transfers were reversed wherever possible.
The original trust for Emma was reinstated.
The money Caroline had intended for her daughter was recovered.
My company established a foundation to support victims of financial abuse and medical exploitation.
We also created a confidential legal assistance program for women whose partners controlled their finances.
I renamed the foundation after my father.
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Not because he had been perfect.
But because he had tried, too late, to repair something he had once failed to protect.
***
David’s trial began eleven months after my recovery.
He appeared in court wearing an expensive suit.
His hair was neatly styled.
His expression was calm.
When he saw me enter, he smiled faintly.
