I arrived at my lawyer’s office, a regal building nestled in the heart of the city that had stood the test of time, much like myself. I’d worked with Samuel for decades, and he was more than just my attorney; he was a trusted confidant. His eyes widened with concern as he took in my disheveled appearance.
“Margaret,” he greeted, a comforting presence in the room. “What’s happened?”
I recounted the events, my voice steady yet laced with the betrayal of a mother who had been cast aside. Samuel listened intently, his brow furrowing as I explained how Sierra had commandeered the estate and Kevin’s cold betrayal.
