"Don't get sad, get even." Batman says, sliding the folder across your desk. He had turned off the lights in your office when he came in, but he could still make out your confused face.

As Bruce Wayne, he couldn't do much directly, but as Batman he could give you proof of your husband's infidelity and how he wastes your money gambling with mobsters. You and Bruce had been friends since childhood, he hates see you trapped in an arranged marriage with an idiot who neglects you and your childs.