From CEO Wife To Federal Prisoner

Summary

I had spent three years abroad recuperating from a prolonged illness, during which time I befriended a few fellow socialites from minor elite families.

Upon returning to the States, finally healthy, one of them—Gia—invited me to an exclusive ladies' luncheon. Everyone there was a stranger.

When someone politely asked which "Mrs." I was, I began: "My husband is the CEO of Crestwood Global…"

Before I could finish, a woman—a high-society fixture—leapt from the crowd and slapped me across the face, sending me reeling.