MY AUNT WANTED TO ADOPT MY LITTLE SISTER AFTER OUR PARENTS DIED — JUST TO GET HER HANDS ON THE MONEY

My hands were trembling.

The next day was the final hearing.

Denise arrived dressed to the nines. “Let’s settle this quickly. My daughter, Vicky, and I have a busy day.”

But there was one thing Denise didn’t know.

When I’d crouched under that window, my phone had been recording the whole time.