Desperate for an anchor, Claire met her closest friend, Nina, for coffee in a quiet corner bistro. Overwhelmed by the secret, Claire finally broke down, spilling the entire timeline—the hidden listing, the investigator’s photos, and the mortgage broker meetings.
Nina gasped, setting her coffee cup down with a sharp clatter. "Claire, this is insane! He’s setting up a post-divorce landing pad! Men don't secretly liquidate houses and buy second properties unless there’s another woman or a total exit strategy involved." "He hasn't said a word to me," Claire whispered, her fingers knotting together. "Part of me just wants to scream at him and demand the truth."
"Don't you dare," Nina urged, her voice hardening with indignation. "If you confront him now, he’ll lie, spin a story, and hide the rest of the money. Listen to your lawyer. Gather every scrap of evidence Callum can find. Protect yourself first, Claire. When you hit him with this, you need to hold all the cards."