Chapter 9 - Brendan Finally Asked What I Actually Owned
After the guards secured the room, I changed into a dry robe from my car.
Then we met in the library.
No Diane.
No Jessica.
Just Brendan, me, two attorneys, Rebecca on video, and one property-transition officer.
For the first time all day, Brendan looked less angry than confused.
“How much of Northstar is yours?”
“Enough.”
“Cassidy.”
“Forty-two percent.”
He stared at me.
Northstar’s assets under management had crossed eight billion dollars the previous year.
That did not mean I personally had eight billion dollars.
It meant the company managed that capital.
But my ownership stake was worth far more than anything Brendan had ever assumed I possessed independently.
“You had that while we were married?”
“Not at this value.”
“You never told me.”
“I told you I owned Northstar equity.”
“You made it sound small.”
I almost laughed.
“No. You heard it as small.”
That stopped him.
Because it was true.
Our marriage had contained dozens of conversations where I talked about Rebecca, credit committees, portfolio companies, restructuring.
Brendan simply filed everything under:
Cassidy’s little finance work.
He did not discover I had secretly become intelligent after divorce.
He discovered he had spent years underestimating intelligence that was already beside him.
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That distinction mattered more to me than his shock.
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