My Husband Texted From Vegas: “Just Married My Coworker.” I Replied “Cool.” The Next Morning, Police Were at My Door.

systematically funded it by embezzling money from my client’s personal accounts.”

She dropped a thick folder on the desk with a thud that echoed through the courtroom like a gavel strike.

The judge flipped through several pages, his eyebrows climbing steadily higher with each new revelation. He read one message aloud, his tone dry: “‘Can’t wait to see continue reading …