CHAPTER 6
Joshua stepped forward to the witness stand, raising his right hand as the court clerk administered the oath.
"Do you solemnly swear that the testimony you are about to give is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"
"I do," Joshua stated firmly, his voice echoing with absolute self-assurance.
He sat down in the wooden witness chair, adjusting his cuffs, flashing a brief, triumphant look toward the gallery where a young woman in a designer trench coat had quietly taken a seat.
Cheyenne Lawson.
She sat three rows back, holding a leather handbag, watching her lover execute the final step of their multi-million-dollar heist.
"Mr. Miller," Marcus Hayes began, holding up the gray binder. "Is this the original marital termination agreement signed by both you and your wife, Gretchen Miller?"
"It is," Joshua answered smoothly, looking directly at the judge.
"And to your knowledge, did Mrs. Miller execute the spousal asset waiver on page forty-two voluntarily and with full knowledge of its contents?"
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Joshua didn't hesitate for even a fraction of a second.
"Yes, she did," Joshua lied, his voice as calm and steady as if he were giving a quarterly earnings report to his board of directors. "We reviewed every page together at our kitchen table last night."
