He Flew His Family to Miami to Celebrate Taking My Estate — He Never Read the Deed With My Name Alone On It
“Marcus!
How’s the mansion treating you, brother?”
“Luca, what the hell did you do?” Marcus’s voice came through loud enough that the whole table could hear it.
“There are cops here!
Armed guards!
They’re saying felony trespass!
They’re saying you don’t own the house!”
The color drained out of Luca’s face.