“With her medical history of anxiety, everyone will easily believe our version of the story,” she added confidently.
I had never actually had such a medical record, but I instantly realized that they had already forged the paperwork to support their lie.
Gillian stopped smiling as she looked down at her glowing phone screen.
“What if the doctors at the emergency room realize that her injury was caused by a heavy blow instead of a fall?” she asked with sudden worry.
“Dr. Winston owes us several major favors, and he will write down whatever we tell him to write,” my father replied smoothly.
That single confession was worth more than all the property deeds combined.
Mark grabbed Abigail’s copy of the will and began flipping through the pages with greedy eyes.
“We will burn this original copy tomorrow, and then Damian Drake will finally take possession of the Sonoma vineyard,” he declared.
