This is a gift for you. Congratulations on regaining your freedom. Jason took the envelope, puzzled. What is this? Open it when you get home.

I turned toward the taxi that was already waiting for me. Goodbye, Jason. As the taxi drove away, I looked through the rear window and saw Jason, unable to contain himself, tearing open the envelope. Inside were the photos of Chloe coming and going from the plaza with other men and a DNA prediction report indicating a 99% probability that Jason was not the father of the baby. The first gift.

I hope you like it. I whispered. My next stop was the bank. I had an appointment with my private banker to finalize the paperwork. Valerie, do you wish to close this joint account?

The manager asked. There is a balance of over $300,000 remaining. Transfer it all to this account. I handed him a note and then closed it. It was another joint account that Jason didn't even remember existed.

It was the money we had saved at the beginning of our marriage, our dream fund. After the company grew, he had completely forgotten about that money. From the bank, I went to the post office. I sent two packages. The first to my mother-in-law, Phyllis.

It contained copies of the pawn shop receipts where Chloe had sold her jewelry along with photos of the items. The second to Mr. Roberts, the company VP. It contained all the irrefutable evidence of Jason's embezzlement. My last destination was a law firm.

My lawyer was already waiting for me. Valerie, everything is ready. He slid a stack of documents toward me. Here are all the legal papers you requested. The certificate of renunciation of marital assets, the stock transfer contract, and the declaration of debt exemption.

I reviewed them quickly, confirmed everything was in order, and signed. When will the other party receive this? Tomorrow morning, I will personally go to Mr. Gallagher's company to deliver it. The lawyer smiled.

"And I will remind him that under this agreement, by renouncing all assets, you are also exempt from all joint debts. According to my investigations, the company's current debt is approaching $20 million." I nodded in satisfaction. It was perfect. By dusk, I returned to the house.

I could no longer call mine for one last sweep. Jason wasn't there. He was probably hunting down Chloe to demand an explanation. For me, it was the ideal situation. In the basement storage, I found a dusty box.

It contained momentos from my college days. From a faded old yearbook, I pulled out a small old key, the key to the Swiss bank safe deposit box. It had remained hidden there without anyone knowing its value. Just as I was about to leave, my phone rang. It was my father.

"Are you done?" my father asked concisely. "Yes, I just signed. The flight to Switzerland leaves tomorrow morning." My father was silent for a moment. "Valerie, do you really have to go this far?

"Dad, you know my personality," I said quietly. "Once I make a decision, I never turn back." "Understood." My father sighed. "Just remember one thing."

No matter what happens, Vance Group will always be on your side. I hung up and took one last look at the house where I had lived for 5 years. Surprisingly, I felt nostalgia. All the good memories had been shattered in that comedy on my birthday. I went back to the apartment I had rented temporarily and started packing.

In reality, I didn't have much to pack. The important things had already been shipped to Switzerland through a friend. I only needed some, a change of clothes and essential documents. The phone rang again. This time it was Sarah.

Valerie, what the hell did you do? Jason is looking for Chloe like a madman. Sarah's voice sounded excited. He just busted into the hotel where she's staying and trashed the room. I only told him a little bit of the truth, I said casually.

It's not just that, Sarah lowered her voice. I just got intel from the precinct. The bank suddenly sent an audit team to Jason's company. Someone reported fraudulent accounting. This has to do with you, right?

Maybe. I replied with a smile. Sarah, I'm leaving for Switzerland tomorrow. What? So soon?

Sarah yelled. When will I see you again? Soon, I promised. As soon as I get settled, I'll invite you over. Oh, by the way, a favor.

Give this to David. I gave her the location of a flash drive that contained a letter of recommendation for David and a small cash gift. With that, he'd have enough to find a good job at another firm. Of course, I had also mixed in some of Jason's internal company data. The night was deep, but I couldn't sleep.

My phone screen lit up. It was a call from Jason. I didn't answer. Immediately, a flood of text messages started pouring in. Valerie, you tricked me.

You faked those records, didn't you? Chloe's kid is mine. The bank just said they're pulling all our loans. Was that you? Pick up the phone.