I kept searching, my hands moving faster.
Finally, I found the transfer record. The pack shares James had promised me as a mating gift—I had signed them all back to him without realizing it.
I stared at the document until the words blurred.
"She'll walk away with nothing."
A bitter laugh escaped me. James was so ignorant of the truth.
I couldn't be left with nothing, because what James didn't know was that he hadn't built the Blue Moon Pack businesses from nothing.
I had.
Five years ago, when his pack businesses nearly went bankrupt, an anonymous investor saved it. The investor paid all the debts, funded the expansions, and covered the losses.
That investor was me.
I was the anonymous silent shareholder with fifty percent ownership of his company. I had created the account under my maiden name, Olivia Hale, using an offshore account that James never knew existed.
Before I married James; Alice, my foster mother, had left me her entire life savings. It was money she had carefully saved from her potion brewing over decades, along with inheritance from her parents.