I smiled.
“I understand.”
He looked as though he wanted to say something else.
Then Eleanor returned, and he fell silent.
I thought about that conversation many times after my wedding night.
But by then, I had discovered that Victor’s warning was not simply about a difficult marriage.
It was about a financial scheme that had been developing for months.
And I was about to become one of its central figures.
At Claire’s house, I read Victor’s messages again.
Don’t go to your parents’ house.
Don’t use your bank cards.
Contact an attorney.
I felt sick.
“Why would he tell me not to use my bank cards?”
Claire frowned.
“Maybe he’s worried they can track your transactions.”
I looked at her.
“Do you think Adrian would do that?”
She didn’t answer immediately.
Then she said, “I think we need to stop guessing.”
She picked up her phone.
