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“I froze the joint accounts, Michael. As soon as the papers were filed this morning. The emergency motion was granted based on evidence of dissipation of marital assets.”
“You… you recorded me?” he stammered.
He stood up, agitated, vibrating with a mix of fear and rage. “I need to make some calls.”
“Of course,” I said. “Your attorney might be a good start. Though, given your current liquidity, you might need a retainer.” I stood up and gathered my purse. “I’ll be staying at Rachel’s tonight.”
“Rachel’s?” He sputtered. “Your sister hates you.”
“No, Michael. She hates you. She’s the one who saw you and Natalie at the Christmas market last year. She confronted you, and you lied to her face. You told her it was over. When she realized it wasn’t, she came to me.”
This was the final blow. He looked around the room as if the walls were closing in. He had been outmaneuvered on every front.
“You have until tomorrow evening to remove your personal effects,” I said, walking toward the door. “After that, I’m changing the locks.”
“What about Olivia?” he shouted after me, playing his last card. “Have you thought about how this destroys her?”
I stopped. I turned back slowly, letting the anger I had suppressed for months finally break the surface.
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