# He Auctioned My Wedding Gown in Front of Manhattan. By Midnight, I Owned Everything He Thought Was His.

“We also received a copy of the original archival agreement, the insurance schedule, the customs registration for the French lace, and the foundation’s signed acknowledgment of temporary custody.”

Grant’s face hardened.

“You went through my office?”

“No,” I said. “I went through mine.”

Two men entered through the gilded doors.

One carried a leather document continue reading …