I placed it on the table.
And I cried harder than I had in years.
I thought losing her would be the worst thing I would have to survive.
Nineteen days later, a process server knocked on my door and handed me a lawsuit.
PART 3: THE $4.7 MILLION BETRAYAL
The first time I learned the value of Nana’s estate, I thought the attorney had made a mistake.
His name was Mr. Bennett.
He had handled Nana’s estate planning for years and had known her long before she moved into assisted living.
His office was quiet, with dark wooden shelves and a brass clock that ticked loudly enough to fill the silences.
I sat across from him while he opened a folder.
“Your grandmother left very specific instructions,” he told me.
He showed me the will.
It had been properly executed.
It named me as the primary beneficiary of an estate valued at approximately $4.7 million.
