before I returned, Daniel stopped it.
“This evidence is preserved,” he said. “So are the draft deed and signature sample.”
Mom went pale.
Then the doorbell rang.
A process server stood outside with papers bearing both their names.
Part 3: (Full Ending)
The papers weren’t instant eviction orders.
Daniel wanted everything handled properly.
So did I.
They formally protected my ownership claim, demanded access to my property, and warned Mom and Emily to stop any attempt to alter or record title documents.
The notary was the first person to cooperate.
