In the days that followed, I smiled through every breakfast, every conversation, every dinner. I was polite, calm, even affectionate. But behind that serenity, I was working.
I went through every joint account, every property, every shared investment. I listed what was mine and what wasn’t. I reviewed the titles, the trusts, the corporate holdings.
We used private channels, encrypted messages, and layers of confidentiality. My team was swift and discreet—the kind of professionals who protect fortunes without leaving fingerprints.
Within two weeks, the foundation of my new life was in place.
The Wealth Shift
I moved every account I legally could. Those that couldn’t be moved were frozen, at least long enough to buy time.
The joint investment portfolio that Thomas thought we both controlled? I had already withdrawn my capital and left behind only the illusion of balance.
Our shared properties? I quietly restructured ownership through limited liability companies and holding entities he didn’t know existed. My lawyers were precise, clinical, and brilliant.
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