The first crack in Chloe’s armor appeared when the investigators dug into her finances. Marcus discovered that over the past six months, while he was exhausted from building his technology business and managing his construction firm, Chloe had been quietly embezzling hundreds of thousands of dollars from their joint accounts, funneling the money into a secret offshore trust.
But the fatal blow came on the second day. The medical documents she had shoved into his chest? Forgeries. The private investigator found the doctor whose signature was on the paper. Not only was Chloe not pregnant, but she had actually paid a clinic receptionist five thousand dollars to print a fake ultrasound with her name on it. She had orchestrated the entire pregnancy lie as a fail-safe, an insurance policy in case Marcus ever discovered how she was truly treating his mother.
Marcus didn’t scream. He didn’t confront her in private. He decided that public humiliation was the only currency a woman like Chloe truly understood.
