I held up my phone. “After he forced his way in, grabbed my hair, and tried to make me sign away my inheritance.”
Mrs. Rivera stepped behind me and draped a sweater over my shoulders. I hadn’t realized how badly I was shaking until then.
Vanessa whispered, “Adrian, we should leave.”
But Adrian was too furious to think clearly.
He grabbed the folder and tried to push past me.
I moved faster. I snatched it back and threw it open on the floor, papers scattering everywhere. On the last page was my forged signature from another document, poorly copied and placed under a transfer agreement.
Mr. Collins bent down, picked it up, and his face hardened.
“This looks like attempted fraud,” he said.
Adrian’s confidence cracked.
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