My Stepchildren Spent Years Accusing Me of Marrying Their Father for His Money—After His Funeral, His Lawyer Handed Me a Sealed Envelope

said.

“We need the estate settled fast.”

“Before she tries to lock down the house?”

“Exactly.”

I turned. “Can we please focus on your father today?”

Adam’s face hardened. “We are.”

Madison adjusted her bracelet. “We’re securing his legacy.”

I almost laughed.

Walter’s legacy wasn’t a bank account. It was the watch on my wrist and the dent in his recliner.

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