My husband set his phone down sharply and said, “From now on, your money is yours, and mine is mine. And please don’t use my money to help your parents anymore.”

is doing that.”

Kyle laughed once.

Then immediately stopped when Daniel glared at him.

Patricia leaned toward me.

“Family members share what they have.”

I nodded.

“I completely agree.”

“Then start behaving like a wife.”

Daniel gave a satisfied little smile, as though his mother had finally trapped me.

That was when I realized he still had no idea what was coming.

I reached into my handbag and removed a folder.

Daniel’s smile disappeared.

Inside was a copy of the operating agreement for Westbridge Analytics.

Three years earlier, Daniel had