Chapter 4 - The Audit and the Asset FreezeThe fallout following the gala was swift, merciless, and comprehensive. By Monday morning, StellarTech placed Trevor on immediate, indefinite administrative suspension pending a formal internal audit into potential expense-account fraud and misuse of company travel funds. But that was only the beginning of Trevor’s nightmares.
I sat at the mahogany dining table of our suburban home—which was now legally secured under my sole temporary restraining ownership—watching Trevor pack his personal belongings into cardboard boxes under the supervision of a court-appointed sheriff's deputy. He looked hollowed-out, his expensive suits wrinkled, his arrogance completely beaten out of him. "Naomi, please... we can talk about a quiet settlement," he begged, his voice cracking as he held a framed photograph of us from happier, simpler years before ambition and deceit rotted his soul. I didn't look up from my laptop, where I was reviewing our legal team’s property liquidation schedule. "You spent eight years lying to my face, Trevor, while treating our marriage like a convenient stepping stone," I replied coldly. "You can talk to my lawyers now. Your personal belongings are in the driveway. Don't ever come back here." As the front door slammed shut behind him for the final time, the heavy weight that had suffocated my chest for months vanished entirely, replaced by the crisp, invigorating air of absolute freedom.
