The Millionaire Came Home Early and Found His Wife Living in the Servants’ Room—Then He Discovered What She Was Waiting For

“Why didn’t you just show Evelyn this?” I asked.

“I did.”

My mother drew a sharp breath.

“On April twenty-eighth,” Mariana continued, “I showed her a copy.

She said she’d speak to a lawyer and prove I misunderstood it.

Two days later, I found the draft waiver.”

Patricia’s expression hardened.

“You should not sign any document under this kind of pressure.