Chapter 2

Taylor replied quickly, telling me to gather all the transaction records that Gavin had spent on Isabelle. That way, I would have more leverage in the negotiations. He had the habit of keeping accounts of his daily income and expenses. At that, I quickly called a cab home with my daughter. A "wrong password" prompt popped up just as I keyed in my birth date to log into Gavin's computer. I'd been right there when he set the password himself. Back then, he'd said with a smile, "You're my wife, Tiff. There's nothing to hide between us." But now that Gavin had a change of heart, his password would naturally change as well. I tried keying in "1129"—Isabelle's birth date—and the computer unlocked immediately. Even though I'd braced myself for this, I still felt bitter deep down. I struggled to reel in my emotions before opening Gavin's bookkeeping file. At the bottom, there was a column with Isabelle's name, filled with rows of transactions of various amounts. There were also plenty