Simon handed him a set of paper copies. Tabitha had carefully copied his signature onto several high level vendor approvals, and she had even prepared a post wedding legal document that named herself as the co director of his primary investment company.
Robin read through the pages silently, then looked at her with a profound grief that ran much deeper than anger. “Was any of it ever real?”
“Of course it was real,” she claimed desperately.
“Then why did you perform a background search on my personal trust funds before our second date?” he asked her.
The entire foyer went completely silent.
A lawful digital review of a company laptop that Tabitha had borrowed revealed extensive search records regarding Robin’s inheritance, state spousal rights, trust challenges, and even legal incapacity proceedings.
Her carefully constructed mask shattered into pieces right then and there.
“You all think you are so much better than me,” she screamed, her face contorting with rage. “I spent my entire life watching rich families waste massive fortunes on nonsense, so I was simply taking one good opportunity for myself.”
