“We slept in the same bed Tuesday.”
Lauren flinched.
“He said you were planning to leave after the baby.”
“No.”
“He said you refused to help him financially because you wanted to watch his company fail.”
“No.”
“He said the inheritance was marital money.”
“It isn’t.”
Her face changed.
“And he told me you had agreed to invest five million dollars.”
I stared at her.
“Did you prepare the loan application?”
Lauren’s eyes filled.
“Yes.”
My anger rose.
“But Daniel gave me emails that appeared to come from you.”
“Emails?”
“He showed me messages approving the investment.”
“I never sent them.”
She looked down.
“I know that now.”
“Why?”
“Because after yesterday, I checked the metadata.”
Daniel had created a second email account.
My full name.
A slightly different domain.
At a glance, it looked real.
He had written messages to Lauren pretending to be me.
Approving the loan.
