Arthur called his personal divorce lawyer immediately while standing next to the tall office window.
The lawyer urged him to check all bank statements and property trust funds for any unauthorized changes.
Arthur pulled up his online bank accounts and gasped when he saw large wire transfers to foreign accounts.
Over three hundred thousand dollars had moved out of the family trust over the last two months.
Every transaction carried the digital authorization code assigned exclusively to Victoria's private laptop computer.
Arthur closed his eyes tightly as anger and deep sadness washed over his tired heart.
He remembered how eagerly Victoria had offered to manage the household accounting when they first got married.
He walked out of the office and headed down the carpeted hallway toward Victoria's personal dressing room.
Through the cracked door, he heard her talking on her cell phone in a hushed urgent voice.
Victoria: The buyer needs to wire the remaining money before Arthur notices the missing title deed.
Voice on phone: Are you sure the girl will not tell her father about the drawer?
Victoria: She is too terrified of me to say a single word to anyone.
Arthur pushed the door open wide, causing Victoria to drop her expensive phone onto the rug.
Her face went completely pale as she scrambled to retrieve the device from the floor surface.
Arthur: Who were you talking to about my daughter's estate title deed?
Victoria: It was just my investment manager discussing our retirement portfolio, Arthur!
Arthur: Show me your computer screen right now, Victoria.
Victoria: You have no right to invade my personal privacy like this!
Arthur stepped forward and looked directly at the open screen resting on her marble vanity table.
The page showed an active sales listing for the Boston mansion through an offshore real estate broker.
She had forged his electronic signature on legal documents to put the house up for sale secretly.
Arthur grabbed the printout pages from the tray while his hands trembled with pure disbelief and fury.
Arthur: You forged my signature to steal my daughter's future home from under us!
Victoria: I deserve half of this wealth for giving up my career for you!
Arthur: You have been married to me for six months and never cared about us!
Lily appeared at the doorway holding her mother's picture frame tightly against her small white sweater.
She saw the fierce argument and backed away slowly toward the high balcony overlooking the grand foyer.
Victoria turned around quickly and noticed the girl holding the frame near the polished wooden railing.
Victoria: Give me that picture, you little brat, before you break something expensive!
Lily: No, this belongs to my mommy, leave me alone!
Victoria marched toward the child on the balcony landing with her hand outstretched in anger.