waiver.”
The forensic specialist displayed the server logs.
Three documents.
Three timestamps after my resignation.
Three two-factor authentication codes sent to Vanessa’s phone.
Her attorney argued executive assistants occasionally shared devices.
The specialist produced security-camera records showing Vanessa entering Grant’s private office at each exact time.
For the first time, her composure cracked.
“I was carrying out executive instructions,” she said.
Grant turned toward her.
“I never authorized you to forge Claire’s signature.”
Vanessa stared at him.
“You authorized everything else.”
Before they could start blaming each other, I submitted
