know.”
“That isn’t good enough.”
“I swear. I knew she was accepting deposits. I thought she had gotten you to sign something.”
“You never asked.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t want to hear no.”
That answer was so honest there was nowhere left to hide.
Then Ashley arrived.
She walked in and saw Daniel’s letter.
Bradley told her he had confessed everything.
The debt.
The rentals.
The financing.
Ashley looked at me.
“You got what you wanted.”
“What exactly did I want?”
“My husband against me.”
Bradley told her to
