At the wedding, my son’s new bride announced that she would “allow” me to live in her old apartment. I smiled and told her I already had an estate of my own.

“No, Daniel. You tell him. I already understand who thought they were in charge of my house.”

Claire grabbed for the phone.

But before she could speak, a woman’s voice shouted from the other end.

“Hurry up! Before the old lady gets here and starts making drama!”

Evelyn immediately recognized Denise, Claire’s mother.

Then Denise said something that left the entire ballroom speechless.

“If we get the beds inside, she won’t be able to throw us out so easily!”

The meaning was unmistakable.

The Blake family wasn’t merely arranging a temporary place to sleep.

They were trying to establish themselves inside someone else’s home before its rightful owner could stop them.

## Part 3 — The Truth Inside the Moving Truck

Police reached the Aspen estate before the newlyweds’ first dance.

Back at the hotel, no one was dancing.

Evelyn obtained another phone and contacted Mr. Harris, the discreet attorney who’d handled the Carter family’s legal affairs for many years.

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