I hadn’t treated my background as confidential. Aaron knew I’d studied law, came from a financially comfortable family, had an investing grandfather and a father who oversaw family holdings, and maintained accounts of my own. But he never pursued any of it. In his mind, “comfortable” was necessarily less than the Prescott fortune and “family investments” could only mean conventional portfolios. Marblehead seemed to him my greatest asset because it was the only one he’d noticed.
Our prenup negotiations had focused largely on protecting his Prescott Global shares, family trusts,
