It had been a plan, a careful and deliberate plan, made by a dying man to protect something he loved more than his own life from a son who wanted to erase it.

Chapter 10 — Fourteen Million Dollars

My breath caught in my throat.

“And if he was married?” I asked.

Arthur smiled, faintly.

“Under the explicit terms of your marriage certificate, and the deed in that backpack,” he said, “the entire estate, valued at over fourteen million dollars, belongs exclusively to you.

Not to Caleb.

To you, Nora.