The Lawyer Read, “Everything Goes to the Mistress”… and I Smiled: “Then She Inherits the Debts Too.”

Then she turned slightly toward me.

“See?” she murmured. “In the end, he chose me. You were just habit. I was love.”

I didn’t respond.

There’s no point arguing with someone who lives inside a fantasy. You don’t change their mind—you just give them a stage.

So I stayed quiet… and waited.

The lawyer continued reading.

“The apartment in the city center, the lake house, and the Mercedes SUV…”

Lila pressed a hand dramatically to her chest, eyes shining.

“I knew he wouldn’t leave me with nothing,” she whispered.

From the back of the room, my sister-in-law Camila shifted in her seat, barely containing herself. She had been hoping for a scene—tears, shouting, maybe even a scandal.

But I hadn’t come to fight.

I had come to watch the illusion finish building… before it collapsed.

“We’ll need formal acceptance of the estate,” the lawyer said, adjusting his glasses.

“Of course I accept,” Lila replied immediately. “Everything Adrian left is mine.”

Then she leaned closer to me, lowering her voice just enough to feel intimate.