Chapter 22 - JULIAN’S STORY
Julian testified.
Against his lawyers’ cautious advice, according to rumor.
His right.
He looked thinner.
Older.
No tuxedo.
He admitted:
He knew MWL used my name.
He believed family office had obtained authorization.
Then the emails.
“You wrote, ‘She’ll never sign if she reads the control language.’”
He said:
“I was being sarcastic.”
“About your wife refusing?”
“Yes.”
“Why would she refuse?”
“Because Sloane hates technical paperwork.”
I almost laughed.
Then:
“You wrote, ‘Keep her away from Response files.’”
“I meant she did not need corporate work during pregnancy.”
The prosecutor asked:
“Two years before pregnancy?”
Silence.
The email date was two years earlier.
His explanation collapsed.
Then the ownership chart.
JH approved.
“What did you approve?”
“Vendor structure generally.”
“Did you know Sloane would be listed fifty-one-percent owner?”
“Yes.”
“Did she know?”
“I believed Mom had handled it.”
“Did you ask Sloane?”
“No.”
There.
At minimum.
Then:
“Why not?”
Julian looked toward me.
“Because I knew she would make it complicated.”
My eyes burned.
That was our marriage in one sentence.
My consent was complicated.
My questions were complicated.
My career was convenient when useful.
My refusal was betrayal.
The prosecutor asked:
“Did you benefit financially?”
“Yes.”
“Did you know Harrow employees controlled MWL operations?”
“I knew we supported them heavily.”
“Did you know Sloane did not control operations?”
“Yes.”
There.
The central misrepresentation.
He tried to distinguish regulatory interpretation.
Maybe the jury would.
That was their job.
Then defense counsel asked him about Victoria.
“Did your mother instruct family office?”
“Yes.”
“Did you personally forge Sloane’s signature?”
“No.”
No evidence he did.
Important.
“Did you believe the supplier structure had been approved by outside counsel?”
“Yes.”
Some legal memos supported that certain subcontracting arrangements could be lawful if ownership and control were genuine.
They were not legal opinions approving fake ownership.
Still, complexity.
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Julian was not Victoria.
The jury would have to separate them.
