“Get out of my office.”
“Are you… are you going to press charges?”
Paula answered before I could. “That depends entirely on your cooperation with the divorce settlement and the financial restitution agreement.”
Daniel walked out looking utterly broken. Not because he had lost his wife—he still didn’t grasp the emotional weight of that—but because he had lost the safety net that had shielded him from the consequences of his own uselessness.
The aftermath for Theresa’s family was swift and unyielding.
Without my monthly infusions, Theresa quickly discovered the harsh reality she had been avoiding for years: she couldn’t afford her life. The mortgage was far too high, the property taxes were overwhelming, her personal credit cards were maxed out, and now she was facing secondary liability for the fraudulent loans Lauren had taken out in her name.
Aaron demanded a full accounting from his wife. Lauren’s web of lies unraveled completely under scrutiny. Her designer bags were financed, her lavish dinners were charged to high-interest credit cards, and even the expensive catering for the birthday party where I was humiliated had been ordered on credit she couldn’t repay.
