Alicia’s mask slipped for just a moment. “Then the money goes to charity, and you get nothing. I get nothing. Everyone loses.”
Alicia’s mask slipped
for just a moment.
I’d heard enough. “Get out of my house.”
“This isn’t your decision, Margaret.” Alicia turned to the twins. “You’re adults now. Sign the papers, acknowledge me, and you’ll have more money than you’ll know what to do with.”
Her next words made my blood boil. “Or stay here playing happy family with the old woman who took you out of pity.”
Ethan’s jaw clenched. “Out of pity? She loved us when you threw us away like trash.”
“I made a difficult choice in an impossible situation,” Alicia snapped.
I couldn’t stand this any longer. I grabbed my phone and made a call that would change everything.
Her next words made my blood boil.
My lawyer, Caroline, arrived within an hour. She was a sharp woman who’d helped me with the adoption paperwork 18 years ago. She took one look at Alicia, and her expression hardened.
She held out her hand for the envelope. “Let me see what we’re dealing with.”
Caroline read through the documents carefully while we all sat in tense silence. Finally, she looked up at Alicia with disgust. “This is intimidation. You’re demanding that these young adults disown the only mother they’ve ever known in exchange for money.”
Alicia crossed her arms defensively. “It’s what my father stipulated in his will.”
My lawyer, Caroline, arrived within an hour.
“Your father left his estate to his grandchildren, not to you,” Caroline said coldly. “These documents are your attempt to manipulate access to money through them.”
She turned to Ethan and Sophie.
Her next words were like a lifeline. “You don’t have to sign anything. Your grandfather left this money directly to you, which means she has no legal claim to control it or dictate terms.”
Sophie looked at the scattered papers, then at Alicia. “You didn’t come here because you missed us. You came because you want money that isn’t even yours.”
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