My Parents Gave Me 'Worthless' Land, But What I Found in the Barn Changed Everything!
The mahogany-paneled conference room of Winters & Associates Law Firm felt suffocating as Mr. Winters adjusted his reading glasses and continued through my grandfather's will. Outside, Seattle's perpetual drizzle tapped against the windows, providing a fitting soundtrack to what was becoming the most uncomfortable family gathering since last Thanksgiving's disaster.
"To my grandson, Derek James Harrison, I leave Harrison Construction Company, all associated assets, equipment, and contracts, currently valued at approximately twelve million dollars."
My brother Derek's face split into a self-satisfied grin as he straightened his designer tie. At thirty-five, he was every inch our father's son—ambitious, calculating, and perpetually focused on the bottom line. He'd been working at the family construction business since college, methodically positioning himself as Grandpa William's successor.
"And to my granddaughter, Sarah Elizabeth Harrison,"
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