My pregnant daughter was in a coffin—and her husband showed up like it was a celebration. He walked in laughing with his mistress on his arm…

And instead of surrendering, she prepared evidence. She protected the truth. She made sure I would have the weapons necessary to destroy them after she was gone.

She fought smart.

“It’s over now, sweetheart,” I whispered through tears finally falling down my face. “They can’t hurt anyone else.”

Walter stepped beside me quietly.

“The board has already requested an emergency meeting tomorrow morning,” he said softly. “They’ll pressure you to sell the shares.”

I lifted my eyes toward the stained-glass windows where storm clouds were finally beginning to part.

“Let them try,” I replied.