My ex’s new wife showed up at my recently buried dad’s house and blurted out, “Start packing!” While I was pruning the roses in the garden, I let her talk… until she made the mistake that would ruin her

At nine o’clock sharp, I entered the law office where Brenda was already arranging documents on a large walnut desk. We could hear a loud commotion coming from the hallway before the meeting even started.

“Misty actually brought a camera crew,” Jesse muttered as he walked in behind me. “She is currently practicing her victory speech in front of a mirror out there.”

Brenda closed her portfolio with a small, knowing smile.

“Let them record everything, as it will make for a very interesting video later.”

Misty walked in first, dressed in designer black as if she were attending a funeral on a red carpet. Simon followed behind her looking incredibly uncomfortable in a tie that seemed way too tight for his neck.

The camera crew began setting up lights and microphones around the office as if it were a movie set.

“We can begin now,” Misty said while crossing her legs with obvious impatience.

Brenda took her seat and cleared her throat to get everyone’s attention.

“I will now read the last will and testament of Harrison Miller, including the legal modifications made prior to his passing.”