“We transfer the lofts into a family trust immediately, at least four of them, because she does not understand Manhattan property value.”
Judy added with insistence, “The money must be managed by us, because eight point five million is far too much for her to handle alone.”
Naomi added lightly, “She will hand it over because she still believes we care about her.”
The room felt smaller with every word they spoke, and my heart pounded so loudly that it almost drowned out their voices. I had come here thinking grief would be the hardest thing I would face that day, but I was wrong because betrayal was far heavier than grief itself.
Mason’s voice grew colder as he continued. “Once the signatures are secured, we remove her access and claim she is unstable after the loss, because courts trust family more than individuals.”
At that moment, I stood frozen in the hallway, realizing they were not planning to support me at all. They were planning to take everything Evan left behind while I was still wearing the clothes I chose for his funeral.
Then Mason said something that made my entire body go cold. “If she resists, we claim she cannot manage her mental state, and the system will side with us.”