Twelve hours before my wedding, I overheard my fiancé’s family plotting to steal my company—so I made sure their scheme was exposed before I ever said “I do.”

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I smiled, because that’s what a bride is expected to do the night before her wedding.

My name was Adeline Cross. Thirty-one, CEO of Crosswell Navigation, less than twelve hours from marrying Warren Halstead.

For nearly three years I’d believed Warren loved me for who I was, not the company I’d inherited and rebuilt.

That belief started cracking during continue reading …