The lid creaked open. Inside lay more documents, bound in neat folders. Maggie sifted through them—wills, notarized agreements, financial ledgers thicker than any she’d seen. Her chest constricted. The scope of Daniel’s secrecy sprawled before her, vast and intentional. She whispered, “What were you hiding from me?”
She found bank statements showing deposits over decades. Large sums moved quietly into a single trust account. Maggie stared at the numbers, too stunned to comprehend. How had Daniel, who claimed modest earnings, built something so immense? The possibility chilled her: crime, corruption, perhaps even betrayal.