I gasped. "Two million?"
"Yes. He divided the money between you and Charlotte, but with one condition: Charlotte has to share the house equally with you."
"What?" I whispered, my mind racing. "She gets a share, too?"
Matthew nodded. "But here’s the twist. If Charlotte refuses to share the house with you, she gets nothing."
The revelation hit me like a thunderclap.
Matthew slid another piece of paper across the table: a letter in Dad’s handwriting. My hands shook as I opened it.
"Dawn, my love,
I know Charlotte. I know what she’ll do. But you’re smarter than she is. The money is in a safety deposit box. Use it wisely.
I love you more than anything.
—Dad"
I couldn’t believe it. "But I don’t know the code to the safe deposit box," I whispered.
Matthew smiled. "You do. Your father left you a clue."
