I Was Seven Months Pregnant When My Husband Came Home Early and Found His Sister Covering the Bruises on My Arms. Minutes Later, Her Perfect Financial Story Began Falling Apart—and She Had No Idea I Had Already Sent the Original Records to an Independent Auditor.

Chapter 2

Julian’s thumb hovered over the screen. He read the email in silence, his jaw tightening with each line. The audito had flagged four accounts—including the one Serena had quietly opened under her mother’s maiden name seven months ago.

“Julian,” Serena said, her voice dropping into something almost gentle. “Let me explain before you make assumptions.”

“Explain what?” His gaze remained locked on the screen. “Explain why there’s a consulting firm registered in Dorset receiving payments from a prenatal company that doesn’t exist?”

Serena’s mouth opened, then closed.

“How did you know about the consulting firm?” she whispered.