The recording crackled through the conference room, and Colton\u2019s voice suddenly filled the silence. \u201cJust sign the shop over to me now, Amos. She\u2019s going to get it anyway, and she\u2019ll do whatever I tell her. If she argues, Mom knows a doctor who\u2019ll say she\u2019s too emotional to manage money.\u201d My hands went cold. Then Dad\u2019s voice answered, calm and steady. \u201cYou know I\u2019m recording this, son?\u201d Colton shot out of his chair. \u201cTurn that off!\u201d But Gideon Pratt simply let the recording continue.<\/p>\n
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Patrice sat frozen beside him, her face drained of color. When it ended, Gideon pushed a thick envelope toward me. \u201cYour father asked me to give you this before I read his will,\u201d he said. I opened it, expecting another legal document. Instead, I saw my name printed across the top of a credit report\u2014and two loans I had never opened. Click continue reading below<\/p>\n
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