I woke up in the company clinic and overheard my husband plotting against me—so I sent one text to my attorney that set everything in motion

No reporter knew how carefully he folded his ties, how gently he kissed my temple at public events, how frequently he praised me as brilliant in front of others while privately suggesting I was too tired to be trusted with decisions.

Vanessa accepted a plea arrangement and testified.

Grant did not.

He demanded a trial.

That was his final performance.

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