That wasn’t an accounting slip. It was deliberate.
When she traced recurring transfers to a private consulting firm registered under Cheyenne’s name, she understood this went far past an affair. She wasn’t ready for what came next.
PART 2
That afternoon, Gretchen sat across from Abigail, a seasoned family law attorney in Edina. Abigail worked through the divorce agreement, bank records, and tax filings in silence, her expression hardening.
“Money like this doesn’t just vanish from the records by accident,” Abigail said, looking up.
Gretchen dropped her gaze.
“I should have noticed sooner,” she murmured.
“No — you trusted your husband,” Abigail said gently. “That’s not the same as being foolish.”
The words nearly broke her.
Abigail tapped her pen against the list of transfers to the consulting firm.
“Do you know this woman, Cheyenne?” she asked.
“I only saw her name once, in a text,” Gretchen said.
“Your husband has been moving substantial money to a company tied to her for almost a year and a half,” the lawyer said evenly.
Then Abigail laid out a difficult plan. No confrontation. No outbursts, no threats, no arguing. Gretchen had to keep playing the sad, compliant, soon-to-sign wife.
