Iris was so delighted. Her daughter Eliza was all set to get married to the love of her life, Daniel. So Iris shuffled toward her future son-in-law to give him her late husband’s diamond cufflinks.
But Daniel was walking too fast, and Iris had to race her achy knees. She watched him approach Melissa, one of the bridesmaids, and whisper something to her.
Then, they both walked away from the venue toward the back of the restaurant. Curious, Iris tiptoed behind them, only to see them slipping into a bathroom together…
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Iris slightly opened the door, and her heart sank when she peered inside.
“I can’t wait anymore, babe,” Daniel tugged at Mellissa’s waist, pulling her closer.
“Not now, darling,” Melissa crooned. “If someone finds out, our plans will be ruined. Patience, babe…you just need to stay married for a little. Think of the big payday we’ll get when you divorce your boring wife. Millions of dollars worth…but now control yourself!”
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Iris leaned over and glimpsed at Daniel and Melissa on the bathroom mirror. They were locked in each others’ arms, kissing passionately.
“Not now…” Melissa muttered. “We have to get back.”
“Not until you promise to meet me at my house later,” Daniel said. “We carry on like we always have…after Eliza’s gone to work!”
Melissa giggled. Unable to see or take it anymore, Iris hurried away to warn her daughter.
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Iris hurried to the dining room, but Eliza was not there. Suddenly, the MC called for everyone’s attention.
“Before we proceed to the wedding hall, the bride has a special gift for the groom,” he announced.
Eliza appeared on the stage and took the mic from the MC.
“…I’ve waited for a long time to find a real love…and I want to dedicate this to him!”
As the band behind Eliza started playing the chords, she sang a melodious love song. A hush fell over the room as Eliza finished singing.
The guests applauded, and Daniel rushed onto the stage and hugged her. Iris knew it would crush her daughter’s heart when she learned the truth about Daniel’s scheming.
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The MC interrupted the bustling wedding scene. “And now… love birds, your first dance!”
Iris weaved through the crowd and approached her daughter. “Eliza, I have to tell you something…it’s about Daniel.”
“Is everything okay, Mom?”
“Sweetie, he is…Can we talk privately?”
“Daniel’s waiting for me. We’ll talk after the first dance, okay?”
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Melissa sidled around Iris and approached the bride. “Daniel’s waiting for you in the dance hall.”
Eliza was so gorgeous in her wedding dress as she followed Melissa to the door. Iris was shattered, and she did not have the courage to break her daughter’s heart on her big day.
So she watched in agony as the wedding proceeded. There was nothing she could do to bring Daniel and Melissa’s affair to light. There was only one way to expose him: Iris had to ensure Eliza caught him red-handed.
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Eliza and Daniel drove Iris to the airport the following Monday to catch an early flight back home. Iris was disgusted to watch Daniel acting so lovey-dovey with Eliza.
Iris hugged Eliza goodbye before heading to the boarding lounge. Around 15 minutes later, she called a cab and returned to Eliza’s house.
Iris knew Melissa and Daniel would meet after Eliza went to work, and she decided to catch them.
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When Iris arrived at Eliza’s house, she saw Melissa’s car parked in the driveway. She quickly called Eliza.
“Sweetie, my flight was canceled,” Iris told her daughter. “I hailed a taxi to your place…I’m feeling dizzy…can you meet me there?”
“Oh, God, Mom! I’m busy…but don’t worry. I’ll call Daniel and ask him, alright?”
“No, don’t call him. I want you to come here…please, it’s important.”
Eliza sighed. “Fine…I’m coming.”
Iris hung up and crept up to the window.
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She peered through the glass pane and saw nothing strange at first. Then, the door swung open as Daniel and Melissa entered the room, kissing each other.
He set her down, and the pair started making out on the couch.
Iris glanced at the street, but there was still no sign of Eliza. She peeked through the window and quickly looked away in disgust, seeing how things inside had heated up.
Iris stood by the curb, praying for her daughter to be there soon. Five minutes later, Eliza pulled up.
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“Mom, are you okay?” Eliza approached Iris.
“No, I’m not. Your husband and that Melissa. They’re in there…fooling around.”
“WHAT?” Eliza was shocked.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. I overheard them on your wedding day…”
“You overheard what?”
“They are having an affair…and have planned to swindle you and take your money when Daniel leaves you,” Iris replied as Eliza froze.
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“Daniel and Melissa?” Eliza’s breath shuddered. “He’s always been nice to me…how did I not have a clue about this affair?”
“They’re in there right now…” Iris pointed to the door. “Why don’t you go see with your own eyes?”
Eliza nodded curtly and wiped her tears. She angrily marched to the front door, and Iris was right behind her.
They tiptoed to the living room. The sound of Daniel and Melissa giggling behind the couch echoed in the hallway.
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“What the hell’s going on here?” she yelled.
Iris rushed in but was caught off-guard by the sight before her shocked eyes. It didn’t make any sense.
Just mere minutes ago, when she looked through the window, Daniel and Melissa were engrossed in their intimate moment. But now, they were casually seated on the sofa like nothing had happened.
“Eliza? What do you mean?” Daniel replied. “Melissa and I were discussing work…Didn’t I tell you I’d be working from home this week?”
“You LIAR!” Iris pointed at Daniel. “I saw the both of you doing ‘things’ on that sofa…you must’ve seen us coming and gotten dressed.”
“Gotten dressed?” Melissa frowned. “Jesus…you think Daniel and I are having…an affair?”
“Just shut up,” Eliza snapped. “My mother saw you two in the bathroom on our wedding day…and now, in our house. You were so insistent on sharing our assets and money when we got married. And now I know why…Daniel, you married me for my money.’
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“That’s not true!” Daniel denied the allegation. “Being married means sharing everything. What’s mine is yours, Eliza. I’m sorry your mother thinks so cheap of me…but she’s mistaken. Melissa and I are friends and business partners. I thought you… trusted me.”
“I did, Daniel. But why would my Mom lie to me? I just…I just don’t understand.”
“Eliza, I love you…and I can prove it,” Daniel took Eliza’s hand.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bunch of keys.
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“See this?” He dropped the keys into Eliza’s palm. “I made the final payment for our new home yesterday. Melissa was here to help me with an idea to surprise you. But everything’s ruined now.”
“He’s lying, Eliza,” Iris insisted as she watched Eliza lift the keys with her trembling fingers.
But Eliza didn’t seem to hear. “You were going to surprise me?” she whispered.
“Yes! I wanted to drive you there in a blindfold…walk you onto the lawn…and show you our dream home. But I guess I’ll be staying there alone now. There’s no point in sharing my life with a woman who doesn’t trust me.”
Daniel snatched the keys from Eliza and stormed to their bedroom.
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“Wait, you can’t just leave me like this,” Eliza ran after Daniel. “I don’t doubt you…but I know Mom would never tell me something like this unless it’s true.”
Daniel stopped and turned around. “I don’t know what your Mom saw and heard. I’ve offered you proof. If you still don’t believe me, I don’t think this marriage can last.”
“I trust you…that’s why it hurts so much to think of you cheating on me. I love you, Daniel…”
“I love you too,” Daniel said. “I don’t understand what went wrong to make it easy for you to believe such awful things about me. If you truly believe that I’ve been unfaithful to you, tell me now. I’ll pack my things and leave you…forever.”
“I trust you! Please forgive me,” Eliza hugged Daniel as Iris couldn’t believe it.
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Iris’s heart raced in her chest. It was all too much for her. Her knees gave way as a dull pain spread through her chest. The last thing Iris heard was the piercing shrill of ambulance sirens.
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Iris was rushed to the hospital, where the doctors informed her she’d had a heart attack.
“You scared me, Mom…I’m glad you’re okay,” Eliza visited Iris and hugged her.
“I’ll feel a lot better if you tell me that you’ve kicked that fraudster and his mistress out.”
Eliza rolled her eyes. “Mom, please don’t talk about my husband like that. You’ve mistaken things about him…”
“Wake up, Eliza. He’s just using you. All that nonsense about buying a house was his way of guilt-tripping you into staying.”
“But it proves he loves me. Why would he want me to stay if he was only after my money?”
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“Why don’t you check your prenup, Eliza?” Iris snapped. “Good Lord, how do I make you understand that your husband is a gold-digger?”
“Mom, please stop this. Let’s not assume things and punish Daniel for something he’s never done.”
“Fine then,” Iris said. “If you don’t want to open your eyes and see the reality, then things are going to be different from now on.”
“What do you mean, Mom?”
Iris reached for her phone and dialed a number.
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“Hello, Mr. Simms…I’m calling you about my will,” Iris told her lawyer. “I want to make an urgent change. I’ve decided to leave all my wealth to charity. My daughter will not inherit a dime. And I want you to freeze her bank account. Yes…immediately. Thank you.”
“What?” Eliza stood shocked. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m sorry, Eliza, but you left me with no choice. I don’t want our family’s hard-earned money being palmed to a gold-digger using you.”
“Fine!” Eliza yelled. “If you’re cutting me off your will, so be it. I don’t want to see you again.”
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The following few weeks were the most challenging days for Iris. She underwent heart surgery and was released from the hospital after a long recovery period.
She felt very lonely and even tried calling Eliza. But her daughter never answered, and Iris was heartbroken. She called her every day and sent her text messages.
Iris wasn’t surprised when there was no reply. But one day, her doorbell rang. When Iris opened the door, she froze in disbelief.
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“Eliza?!” Iris teared up as a wave of emotions washed over her. “Sweetie…”
Iris stopped talking when Eliza looked at her with red, puffy eyes.
“It’s Daniel, isn’t it?” She wrapped her arms around Eliza’s shoulders and led her inside.
“I’m sorry, Mom…I should’ve listened to you,” Eliza sobbed. “You were right!”
Iris hugged Eliza. She hated seeing her daughter so heartbroken but was glad she was finally free from that money-grubber, Daniel.
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To Inherit My FIL’s Fortune, Our Entire Family Had to Live Under One Roof, but One Secret Cost Me My Share — Story of the Day
When my late father-in-law’s will forced us to live together for a year, I thought surviving family dinners had been the hardest part until his conditions revealed the lies holding our family together.
My FIL, Leonard, had always been a man of mysteries. Even during family gatherings, he carried an air of secrecy. When he passed, it felt like the end of an era. But it seemed he had one final surprise waiting for us.
The lawyer’s call made my stomach tighten.
“The time has come to announce the terms of your father-in-law’s will.”
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The following week, the entire family arrived at the family estate. It was a grand house nestled in a sprawling garden bordered by dense woods. My two children darted across the lawn, their laughter breaking through the tense atmosphere. I adjusted my scarf, trying to mask the unease gnawing at me.
“Relax,” Thomas murmured, his hand brushing mine.
Evelyn, my MIL, sat near the bay window. Her fingers were lightly tapping the arm of the chair. She seemed to look straight through everyone.
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At exactly two o’clock, the lawyer, Mr. Hayes, cleared his throat and began to read from Leonard’s will.
“I leave the entire estate, including bank accounts and shares,” he read, his voice carrying through the room, “to my blood relatives—my wife, children, grandchildren, and my daughter-in-law, Olivia—under the condition that all of you reside together in this estate for one year.”
A murmur rippled through the room, but Mr. Hayes raised a hand, silencing it.
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“You must gather for family dinner daily at six o’clock sharp and remain at the table until seven. Missing a dinner or being away from the estate for more than a day will result in the annulment of the inheritance.”
I glanced at Evelyn, who raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Thomas squeezed my hand. The children’s laughter outside seemed distant, muffled.
As the lawyer finished reading the conditions of the will, a sharp voice broke the silence.
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“Well, interesting. And who’s supposed to enforce these rules?” Garrett, Thomas’s older brother, asked with a raised eyebrow, his tone laced with skepticism.
The lawyer adjusted his glasses and replied evenly, “Leonard anticipated this question. He made arrangements to ensure the terms of his will would be strictly followed.”
At that moment, the door to the study creaked open, and a young man stepped inside. He couldn’t have been more than twenty-five, with neatly combed hair. Dressed in a sharp suit that seemed almost too formal for someone his age, he carried a black notebook pressed against his chest.
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“This,” the lawyer said, motioning toward him, “is Mr. Morrison. Leonard personally selected and hired him to oversee the execution of the will.”
Morrison nodded politely.
“From today onward, I’ll be responsible for ensuring every condition outlined in the will is met. Leonard and I formalized this arrangement years ago. It’s all in writing. I’ll be monitoring everything closely to make sure the rules are followed.”
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Garrett let out a low chuckle.
“So, what, you’re the family babysitter now?”
Morrison’s calm expression didn’t waver. “If you want to think of it that way. But if any of the conditions are violated, I’ll report it immediately, and the inheritance will be annulled. It’s as simple as that.”
The room fell silent. Morrison’s presence seemed to unsettle everyone.
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I exchanged a glance with Thomas, who gave a subtle shake of his head, signaling for me to stay quiet. Mr. Morrison suddenly became the most important person in the room.
Leonard’s game had begun, and there was no turning back.
***
The first dinners together were a slow march through unbearable silence. The long, heavy dining table felt like a barrier separating us rather than a place for connection. Forks scraped plates, and knives clinked against china, but no one dared to say much beyond a polite request for salt or butter.
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By the third dinner, the silence cracked like ice under pressure.
“How long are we going to pretend this is a normal family?” Evelyn’s cold voice sliced through the quiet.
Thomas straightened, lifting his head from his plate. “Mother, maybe it’s best not to start…”
“And why not?” Evelyn retorted. “Am I not allowed to speak my mind? If this is supposed to be ‘family bonding,’ let’s at least be honest about what kind of family we are.”
Garrett chuckled under his breath, pushing his chair back slightly. “Honest? That’s rich coming from you.”
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Evelyn’s sharp gaze landed on him.
“And what exactly are you implying, Garrett? Is this about your inability to live up to anyone’s expectations?”
Garrett’s lips curled into a bitter smile.
“Sure, let’s call it that. We all know how you love to keep score, Mother.”
I stared at my plate, willing myself to remain invisible. My hands trembled under the table, and I clasped them tightly to keep still. Then Katie, my fourteen-year-old daughter, spoke.
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“You know, if we’re being honest, why don’t we talk about Mom’s secret?”
My head snapped up. “Katie, what are you talking about?”
“I know about the letters. They weren’t for Dad.”
The ticking clock in the hall became painfully loud. Jack, my eldest, slammed his hand on the table, his face red with anger.
“Enough!” he shouted. “How dare you talk about Mom like that?”
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Katie shrank in her seat, her voice faltering. “I didn’t mean…”
“You didn’t mean what?” Jack interrupted her. “To humiliate her? To repeat gossip like some kind of… spy for Grandma?”
“Grandma told me about the letters. But I never saw them.”
Thomas, who had been uncharacteristically silent, finally stood, his face a mask of controlled anger.
“Katie, gossip hurts people. And worse, you let yourself be used to do it. You should be ashamed.”
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Katie’s face crumpled as she gripped the edge of the table.
Thomas turned to Evelyn. “And you, Mother. How could you? Spreading lies, stirring the pot.”
Evelyn’s expression didn’t waver. “Lies? Are you saying you don’t know the truth, Thomas?”
“I don’t care what happened before we met. Olivia has been the best wife and mother anyone could ask for.”
Evelyn tapped her nails against the table.
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“One of your children isn’t even part of this family. And unless we do a DNA test, I’ll leave this house, and none of you will inherit anything.”
Gasps filled the room. My heart pounded as Thomas froze, his face pale. Evelyn’s words hung over us like a storm cloud, ready to shatter the fragile peace we had left.
***
That night, the house buzzed with quiet confusion. No one truly understood what was happening, except for me and Thomas. He had barely spoken since Evelyn’s declaration. I found him sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching his chest.
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“Thomas, are you okay?” I asked, kneeling beside him.
“I can’t face this, Olivia. It’s too much. If the truth comes out…”
I placed my hands over his, steadying him. “You won’t have to. I’ll handle it.”
“You don’t have to do this alone.”
“Yes, I do. For our family.”
I left the room and made my way to Evelyn’s quarters. The hallway seemed longer than ever.
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As I approached, the murmur of voices stopped me in my tracks. I froze, straining to hear.
“You understand this is the only way to keep everything in the family?” Evelyn’s unmistakable tone cut through the silence.
I crept closer, my heart hammering in my chest.
“If I reveal that Olivia’s eldest son, Jack, isn’t from Thomas, he’ll be excluded from the will,” she continued. “That’s when you’ll get your rightful share.”
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A second unfamiliar voice replied. “But how do you plan to do that?”
I nearly gasped.
Morrison?! What is he doing here, and how was he involved?
“I’ve already done it,” Evelyn said, her voice calm, as if discussing the weather. “I considered all the options when I found out you were my grandson. Your father, Garrett, doesn’t know. Your grandfather never suspected either; he’d never have accepted another grandson. So, I convinced him to name you as the overseer and ensured the will specified the inheritance was for blood relatives only.”
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I clutched the doorframe for support, my mind reeling.
Grandson? Morrison is Garrett’s son?!
“But how did you know Jack isn’t Thomas’ son?” Morrison asked, his voice trembling.
“Thomas told me,” Evelyn replied coolly. “He met Olivia when she was already pregnant. He decided to raise the child as his own but asked me to keep it from his father.”
My knees felt weak, but I forced myself to stand tall. I couldn’t let her continue this.
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I shoved the door open. Evelyn was startled but quickly masked her reaction. Morrison turned, his face paling when he saw me.
“We need to talk,” I said, my voice trembling with anger.
Evelyn tilted her head. “I assume you heard everything.”
“Yes. And it stops here. You will stay in this house. I will give Morrison my share of the inheritance if that’s what it takes. But there will be no DNA tests. No one else needs to know. Especially not Jack. I won’t let my eldest son’s life be destroyed.”
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Evelyn scrutinized me. “And Morrison?”
“He will take the money and disappear. No drama, no revelations.”
After a long pause, she nodded. “Fine. But remember, this was your condition. No mistakes.”
***
The next dinner, Evelyn sat at the head of the table, lifting her glass with a serene smile.
“I want to apologize for my behavior yesterday,” she began, her tone light. “I think I may have had a little too much cider and said things I shouldn’t have.”
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The room froze before everyone murmured polite agreements. Katie’s voice broke the silence.
“Grandma, are you staying in the house?”
Evelyn turned to her, smiling warmly and patting her hand. “Yes, sweetheart. Yesterday, I was in a bad mood and made a terrible joke. I’m so sorry if it upset anyone.”
Katie’s face lit up. “Alright, Grandma.”
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“We’re staying, all of us,” Evelyn continued, her voice softening. “We’re one big, happy family, aren’t we? That’s what Leonard wanted for us, to be together.”
Thomas picked up the conversation, telling a story. Laughter followed. I glanced at Jack, so carefree, unaware of the truth. I prayed he never would.
Morrison sat silently, pushing food around his plate. His focus wasn’t on family. It was on the money Evelyn promised him.
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Evelyn’s eyes met mine briefly, a flicker of triumph in her gaze. She had won.
We all kept eating, pretending. Under the table, Thomas squeezed my hand. I realized then—it wasn’t always right to disturb the balance of life. My family deserved peace and love, no matter what secrets I had to keep to protect it.
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