He brought his mistress home and kicked me and my child out onto the street: ‘Without me, you and your child will starve to d3@th.’kt

Those words echoed in Emily Carter’s ears the night her world collapsed. She stood frozen in the doorway of the house she thought was her sanctuary, clutching her four-year-old son, Ethan, against her hip. Her husband, Michael Carter—the polished CEO of Carter Technologies—did not look angry. He looked detached, rehearsed, like a man signing off on a business deal.