My ex invited me to watch his wedding—I refused, caring for a newborn he never knew about. Minutes later, he rushed to the hospital… and the truth changed everything

the authentic specimen stored by our bank.

I had uncovered the fraud four months earlier after noticing an oddly consistent decimal pattern in quarterly reports. Ethan always rounded personal transfers to figures ending in seventeen because he believed perfectly random numbers attracted suspicion.

It was a habit he had never broken.

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