I stared at him. “Did Ethan sign anything?” Charles said nothing. That silence told me everything.
“You forged our son’s signature.” Before he could answer, he said something even worse.
“Natalie already knows.” I froze. “What?” “She discovered it three months ago.”
“And she never told Ethan?” Charles looked down. “I convinced her that exposing it could destroy his engineering career.”
My heart nearly stopped. Then I remembered the man in the silver SUV. “Who was Natalie with yesterday?”
Charles swallowed. “Probably her attorney.” I stared at him. And suddenly everything I thought I knew about my daughter-in-law collapsed.
The woman I had broken into the apartment to expose wasn’t cheating on my son.
She had been quietly gathering evidence to protect him from his own father.
And while I had spent months judging her, my husband had been using our son’s identity, forging his signature, and hiding hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt right under all of our noses.
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