I Pretended to Be Homeless at the Department Store I Owned to Find My Heir – Then Someone Suddenly Grabbed Me from Behind

“Out there?”

I took a breath.

“Because I’m old and alone,” I said. “Everyone I love is gone. All I have is this store and a very large amount of money.”

I met her eyes.

Tommy blinked.

“You don’t have any kids?” he asked.

“I did,” I said softly.

“They’re gone now.”

His face softened.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said. “So, I decided I didn’t want my estate going to some random distant relative or board member who only sees dollar signs. I wanted someone whose heart I could trust.”

“By… pretending to be homeless?” Elena asked slowly.

“Yes,” I said.

“I needed to see who people really are when they think you’re beneath them.”

Tommy frowned.

“Well,” he said, “most of them flunked.”

That made me laugh.

Elena shook her head.

“People are cruel,” she said. “We know that too well.”

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