He opened a folder. “Ryan, this ceremony is going to have to wait.” Ryan stared at him.
“What are you talking about?” My attorney stepped beside me and placed a document on the table.
It was a stock-transfer agreement supposedly signed by me eight months earlier.
It transferred my entire forty-eight-percent ownership stake to Ryan. There was only one problem.
I had never signed it. Vanessa looked at Ryan. “You told me Natalie transferred everything voluntarily.”
I stared at the signature. Then at my husband. The document had supposedly been notarized on a day when hospital records proved I had never left the maternity ward.
My attorney said calmly, “The notary has already admitted the signature was forged.”
Ryan’s face went completely white. But that wasn’t the worst part. Because investigators had also recovered messages between Ryan and his mother discussing how they planned to use my postpartum condition to make me look mentally unstable if I challenged the transfer.
And the moment Patricia realized those messages were about to be read aloud in front of every investor, board member, and wedding guest in the room, she stopped smiling too.
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