My In-Laws Tried to Steal My Inheritance—But My Late Father's Letter Changed the Game Completely

I straightened the stack of bills on my kitchen counter and sighed, glancing anxiously at my watch. Melissa was already fifteen minutes late—which was actually early by her standards. Just as I reached for my phone to check if she'd texted, the doorbell chimed. I took a deep breath, plastered on my best fake smile, and swung open the door. "Jen! Thank goodness you're home! "

Melissa Campbell burst into my foyer, designer handbag swinging wildly from her arm, her perfume hitting me seconds before she did. Before we jump back in, tell us where you're tuning in from, and if this story touches you, make sure you're subscribed—because tomorrow, I've saved something extra special for you!"You will not believe the absolute disaster I'm dealing with! " I closed the door behind her, already feeling the familiar headache starting to form.

"What's going on, Melissa? " She collapsed dramatically onto my couch, as if her legs could no longer support the weight of her problems. "It's the credit card company. They're threatening to cut me off completely! I just need a small loan to get them off my back. You know I'm good for it. " I perched on the edge of the armchair across from her, choosing my words carefully. "Melissa, we talked about this last month. And the month before that. Ryan and I can't keep covering for you. "

"But we're family! " she protested, eyes widening in practiced distress. "What kind of sister-in-law refuses to help family? " Before I could respond, my cell phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID and felt a wave of relief wash over me. "I'm sorry, but I need to take this. It's my father. " Stepping into the kitchen, I answered quickly. "Hey Dad, perfect timing. What's up? " "Jennifer. " The seriousness in his voice made me freeze. Dad almost never called me by my full name unless something was wrong.

"I need you to come over to the house. Today, if possible. " A chill ran down my spine. "Is everything okay? " "Just come as soon as you can, sweetheart," he said, then hung up without explaining further. I returned to the living room where Melissa was typing furiously on her phone. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. My father needs me. " Melissa's head snapped up. "But we haven't resolved my situation!

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