At Our Divorce Hearing, My Husband Mocked Me in Front of His Mistress. But When the Judge Read My Sealed Evidence, Everything They Planned Fell Apart

“And it also appears,” the judge added, “that you transferred approximately seven hundred and forty thousand dollars into accounts connected to Ms. Wells.”

Lana inhaled sharply, eyes wide.

Then came the printed emails—the ones Daniel assumed no one would ever see.

Emails showing him instructing his accountant to hide the transfers.
Emails explaining how to erase traces of the shell company.
Emails tying every loose thread together in a neat, incriminating bow.

Daniel looked at me, shock flickering across his face, as if he were staring at someone he could no longer predict.

The judge turned to me with genuine curiosity. “Mrs. Carter—Grace—would you care to explain how you obtained this information?”

I spoke for the first time. My voice was calm, steady. “From Daniel’s former accountant. Daniel stopped paying him months ago. When he heard about the divorce, he contacted me. He said he was done protecting him.”

A quiet murmur rippled through the courtroom.

The judge nodded. “Submitting this evidence in a sealed envelope was wise. It ensured everything came to light properly.”

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