Harrison handed her the tablet.
“I want every account connected to Richard Harrington, Vanessa Kensington, Harrington Commercial Group, and every entity mentioned in those documents.”
Maya scanned the first page.
“How far back?”
“Seven years.”
Khloe stared at him.
“We’ve only been married for six.”
“I know.”
Maya nodded once.
“I’ll need authorization to preserve the original data.”
Harrison looked at Khloe.
“Your name is still attached to the family cloud account and several marital accounts. You can legally authorize the preservation of records available to you.”
Khloe hesitated.
Then she signed.
Harrison arranged a private apartment for her that evening.
He also assigned two security professionals to remain nearby without drawing attention.
Khloe hated the idea of being watched.
But Harrison reminded her that Richard had already hidden millions of dollars.
Men willing to commit financial crimes rarely became more reasonable when they realized someone had discovered them.
For the next twelve days, Khloe disappeared from Richard’s life without explaining why.
She did not accuse him.
She did not mention Vanessa.
She simply told him she needed space before the baby arrived.
Richard barely objected.
That hurt more than Khloe expected.