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My dad’s new wife, Liv, is younger than me. He is 63, Liv is 26, and I’m 32. Last month he said he’d changed his inheritance plan so it all goes to her: the house, the savings, all of it. He said, “Liv needs to be taken care of.” She just smirked. So at the next dinner, they both went pale when I showed up with a lawyer.
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