I made it very clear to her that she has three weeks and I’d be back. The first week I’d spent here piecing together the mess not only I had created, but figuring out who else has their hands in it. Then I took off to Japan and wrapped up everything I needed to.

I’ve been back for a week now. Her three weeks are about to come to an end. I might have given her some space, but since I’ve been back, I’ve been staying in the guest house. It was the only thing that kept me somewhat sane. I hated being away from her, but I also needed to get all of this handled before I could truly start my grovel. When I’m in the guest house, I at least get some stolen glances from her.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Agent Jacob asks.

“I have no choice. She’s a greedy bitch. I gave her enough to live out a life of luxury, and she burned through it in no time.” I shake my head. I don’t even know how someone could spend a hundred million so quickly.

My father had an iron clad prenup when he married Heidi. All she’d walked away with was ten million. It is why she would never leave my father. No, she stayed and made our lives hell so she could live the lifestyle she had become accustomed to. That’s when I’d made her an offer she couldn't refuse. I thought it was one no one could, but Grace more than proved me wrong in that. The Reynolds women couldn’t be bought.

“I’m pressing full charges.” With the amount of money Heidi has stolen under Grace’s name, it’s going to put her behind bars in a federal prison for a very long time. Theft and larceny are only the beginning of her charges. And I want to make sure she pays for not only the damage she did in the past, but the present as well.

“Does your father know?”

I nod my head. I told him everything. There wasn’t much of a choice. It wasn’t long after Molly smacked me that I’d gotten a call about some security footage being pulled that showed Heidi walking into a bank and making the withdrawals. The credit card companies traced the addresses where they’d sent the cards and the IP address she applied for them with.

She really thought she would get away with it. Why else was she so damn sloppy? I think she figured my father wouldn’t notice, but she didn’t bank on the fact that I was a cynical asshole because of her. Thanks to her, I had a tendency not to trust women, so I was having every penny that was spent traced after my father remarried.