To steal my inheritance, my sister and her husband attacked me until I blacked out. My sister sneered, “You should have signed the house over.” As they celebrated, my father’s lawyer handed me a secret letter. I smiled through my pain, because my father had anticipated their greed and written…

I sign,” I said, my voice echoing in the sudden, expectant silence of the room, “I think we should review the terms. Not the ones on the paper Daniel gave you, but the ones in the actual ledger.”

Daniel’s smile faltered, the corners of his mouth twitching. “Elena, now isn’t the time for accounting talk. We’ve already been over the numbers. Let’s just continue reading …