I went home in a stupor. I had recordings, I had evidence, but Mrs. Calloway was right. Whether I sued or went to the police, I had nothing to gain and everything to lose. Gerald had money, power, and lawyers. I had footage of myself committing a******y. If this became a public fight, the only one who would be destroyed was me, and it would be a point of no return.
Mrs. Calloway must have called ahead. I had barely stepped through the door when Gerald came in behind me. He looked at my hollow expression and decided to lay his cards on the table.
"Now that you know, I'll have my lawyer draw up the paperwork. Per the prenuptial agreement, you'll receive fifty thousand in settlement, and we can wipe the slate clean." He said it lightly, turning the cigar between his fingers, as though he we
