“Your grandmother was a very observant woman,” Mr. Whitman had said, pulling out a thick manila envelope. “She revised her will six months before her passing. You’ve been named executor of her entire estate.”
My hands had trembled as I took the envelope.
Three point two million dollars. Properties in Colorado and California. Investment portfolios. And most importantly, a specific clause that made my heart race:
Any family member who showed cruelty or hostility toward me would forfeit their inheritance entirely.
“And there’s one more thing,” Mr. Whitman had added, his expression growing serious. “Your grandmother insisted that you must document any hostile behavior for the clause to activate. She wanted to give them a chance to show their true colors, and she wanted you to have irrefutable proof.”
