The Millionaire I Loved Like a Father Left Me Nothing — Then His Lawyer Came the Next Day

will and testament of Walter James Whitcomb.”

Silence.

I thought I had misheard.

I looked at Helen.

She would not meet my eyes.

Caroline let out a soft laugh.

Grant leaned back in his chair.

“Well,” he said, loudly enough for everyone to hear, “that must be disappointing.”

Heat crawled up my neck.

Caroline tilted her head with fake sympathy.

“Oh, honey. Did continue reading …