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at a funeral mid-journey | Source: Midjourney
I sat stiffly next to her with my hands folded in my lap. I didn't know what to feel or think except that I was drowning in grief.
The lawyer cleared his throat.
“I’m sorry, ladies,” he said. “I had to take that call. Now let’s get back to business.”
A young woman sits in an office | Source: Midjourney
A young woman sits in an office | Source: Midjourney
Charlotte looked up and finally noticed his presence.
“The house goes back to Charlotte,” he said.
I felt sick. I didn't want to deny it... But why?
Why is my father doing this to me?
A teenager sits at a desk | Source
“Sit down, little one,” he said. “You’ll want to stay sitting there.”
I sank into the chair.
"What's going on?"
He dragged a file onto the desktop.
“Your father was a smart man, Dawn,” he said. “He knew Charlotte would most likely throw you out as soon as she had control of the house.”
A lawyer sitting at his desk | Source: Midjourney
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A lawyer sits at his desk | Source: Midjourney
“Did he know?” “I felt sick.
"That's why he let me write this report," he said.
Matthew opened the folder and pulled out a stack of administrative documents.
"Seven years ago, your father inherited a very large sum of money. It was almost two million dollars. It came from a distant relative who had no children, but her father took care of her when she needed help."
A file on a desk | Source: Midjourney
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