After my father’s death, I returned to his house only to find the locks changed and a harsh message from my stepmother, Carla, claiming the house as hers.
Devastated, I soon discovered my father had secretly placed the house in a trust for me. Carla had no legal claim to it, and with the help of my father’s lawyer, Mr. Abernathy, I set a plan in motion to reclaim what was rightfully mine.
Carla fought back, but the legal battle was clear. After weeks of preparation, I arrived at the house with a locksmith and a moving company to evict her. With a court order in hand, I calmly told Carla she had one hour to leave.
In Dad’s office, I found an envelope addressed to me. Inside was a letter and a key to a hidden box containing photos of Carla with another man, revealing her betrayal. The letter from Dad spoke of his love for me and the importance of trusting people’s true nature.
Months later, I learned that Carla had been ranting about me, but I just smiled. Karma had worked its magic. My father’s plan had protected me, and I had learned the truth about Carla, just as he had warned.