Gemotions

The musty smell of the basement didn't bother her. Grace, who’d just closed a difficult but ultimately rewarding deal for her company, felt a thrill. She found the folder behind a stack of old magazines, and inside was the proof: a separate bank account, registered to her husband, Robert. The figures were, as she'd suspected, impressive.

She laughed quietly to herself, a sound of pure delight. She could see exactly how to better invest that money. She'd always been the one with the financial acumen, of course. She knew how to make things work. It was all so simple. She started calculating the potential returns in her head.