At 73, I Married My Dying High School Sweetheart as His Final Wish—After the Funeral, His Lawyer Knocked on My Door and Said, “You Walked Right Into His Trap”
He smiled.
“Because then Raymond would start asking you fascinating questions about wills five minutes after the funeral.”
My stomach tightened.
Mr.
Vance noticed.
Thomas continued:
“I don’t want you wealthy enough to become somebody’s project.”
“Thomas.”