“Do you want to leave anyone off the delivery list?” Samuel asked.

“Not one person,” I said.

“Every relative who joined in five years of deliberate cruelty will stand at that gate and see what they built.”

“It will wreck their public reputation across the city before nightfall,” Samuel said.

“They built their reputation on assets taken from my father’s name,” I said.

“The trash gets taken out today.

They can leave as soon as they understand what they’ve lost.”

Samuel looked at me for a long moment, then bowed his head in quiet agreement.