He Read His Mistress’s Love Letter at My Dinner Table. Then I Asked Him to Read the Bank Transfers.

took one step toward me.

“You can’t throw me out of my own home.”

Mr. Bell appeared behind him with two security officers.

I met Daniel’s eyes.

“You brought your mistress into my chair.”

“You made me listen while you read her borrowed words.”

“You asked for freedom.”

I opened the front door.

“Take it.”

# PART THREE

## THE HOUSE THAT NEVER BELONGED TO HIM

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