CHAPTER THIRTY
ZANDER
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I’m rarely wrong, butin this case it took until Wednesday afternoon the following week to settle the divorce between Adam and Courtney Blackmore.
After attending all the meetings I couldn’t shift on Monday morning, I headed to Tiffany’s on Fifth Avenue and purchased the biggest fucking diamond I could find.
I know the mother of my child doesn’t think my proposal was genuine, but Courtney is about to learn otherwise.The number of carats should communicate that loud and clear, and that I won’t let her take it off the minute it slides onto her finger.
When I returned with sushi and a smile, Jason and Sean asked to see me urgently.
I’ll be honest, I was concerned.
But I had no reason to be.
“Lucas has sent through a thorough report, and there are two points,” Jason said, referring to our private investigator, as I hung up my jacket.
“Let’s hear them.”
“Blackmore has actively hidden and dissipated marital assets through offshore accounts, shell companies, and fraudulent transfers, concealing assets from his wife.”
“Not sure he ever revealed them, as she never had access, but this is important and he never stated them on his disclosure.”
“It’s fraud,” Sean said, telling us what we already know.
I almost smiled with joy.This was good news.Not for Courtney, but it meant we had the ability to force his hand now.
“What is the second point?”
“Lucas found he’d been illegally surveilling Courtney, and he said he was sending you a file with information you might want.”
Fuck.
I’d seen an email earlier today but figured it was the same file my team was reviewing and paid no attention to it.At least not urgently, knowing Sean and Jason were onto it.
“Nice work, guys.”I nod, thanking them as they left.“Kathy, get Warren Vanguard on the phone for me.Tell him he’ll want to speak to me urgently.”
