He Chose Money Over Love, but Justice Came Knocking When My Wealthy Father Passed Away

At first, it felt like a dream — the kind you never want to wake up from. We were in love, or so I thought. He said all the right things, did all the right gestures, and made me believe that we had something real. But when my wealthy father passed away, the truth surfaced like oil on water: he never loved me — he loved my last name.

What he didn’t know was that my father’s legacy came with one final twist — one that would bring justice to light in the most unexpected way.