old withdrawal report.
“The same false witness signed both documents.”
Richard’s jaw worked.
“You can’t prove I wrote that signature.”
The office door opened.
A young woman entered carrying a laptop.
Richard went pale.
“This is Lily,” Mira said.
“Your daughter asked to speak.”
“Lily, leave now.”
“No, Dad.”
She connected her laptop to the screen.
Messages appeared between Richard and a document preparer.
“What did you do?” Richard demanded.
“I found these on the family computer.”
“You had no right.”
“You told me Grandma was wasting our inheritance.
Then you wrote, ‘Once the court gives me control, I’ll move the house money before she can appeal.’”
Richard stood.
“That message is being misunderstood.”
Lily’s voice shook.
“You also wrote that you would keep me from Grandma if she fought you.”
“I was protecting this family!”
“From Grandma?”
Richard’s solicitor closed his folder.
“My representation ends here.”
“You can’t walk
