The Second Secret
I told Maren everything.
The perfume.
The laptop.
The intern.
The suitcases.
The lobby.
She listened without interrupting.
When I finished, she asked, “Do you have proof?”
I nodded. “Screenshots. Messages. A voice recording.”
“Good,” she said. “Now you need a lawyer.”
Before I could answer, my phone buzzed again.
It was not Adrian.
It was an unknown number.
Mrs. Beckett, this is Graham Pierce from Human Resources at Beckett & Ralston. We need to speak with you regarding an incident in the lobby this morning. You are not in trouble, but there may be information you should know.
I stared at the message.
Maren leaned closer. “That does not sound like damage control.”
I called.
The man from HR spoke carefully.
He said the company had already been reviewing Adrian’s relationship with Tessa.
Then he mentioned something that made my stomach tighten.
A consulting account.
Silverline Advisory.
I had never heard of it.
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Then he said, “Before you sign anything your husband gives you, please speak with an attorney.”
The room went quiet around me.
