Four Minute Phone Call Exposed My Husband and My Best Friend
James stopped tapping his pen. He leaned back in his leather chair, which let out a long, dry creak. “Our emergency petition with Margret Chen is ready. We have the paper trail of the forty-one thousand dollars he transferred directly from your joint savings into Monica’s personal account over the last six months. That is clear financial fraud, Laura. But if we file the motion in court today, his lawyer will get the notification within an hour.”
“If he knows we have this, he will try to move the rest of the funds,” I said, my mind turning the pieces over. “He still has access to the secondary trust account until the final distribution on November fifteenth.”
“He will scramble,” James agreed. “He will try to transfer whatever he can reach into offshore accounts or liquid assets before the judge can sign the freeze order. Right now, he thinks he has you backed into a corner with his mental fitness claim. He thinks you are too frightened of a public court battle to challenge him.”
