My sister tried to steal the mountain house I built in court—but when the judge asked how many properties I owned, the forged documents exposed a felony that shattered everything.

look at him.

“You submitted the document five minutes ago, counselor.”

Nicole looked frightened now.

Actually frightened.

“Chris… you said she signed it.”

Still no answer.

Sterling continued.

“The forgery is only the beginning.”

He pressed a key on his laptop.

The courtroom monitor came alive.

Security footage.

My office at Hollow Pine.

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