I Went To A Sunday Lunch, But My Daughter Told Me: “I Need Some Space Right Now. Please Leave For Today.” I Replied: “Remember This Date Well. Today Changes What Comes Next For Us.” Ten Days Later, She CALLED ME WITH A SHAKING VOICE…

The answer left me speechless. “$200,000.”

Chris says, “That’s nothing for you because you have a lot of money saved up.”

I thanked Jessica for telling me and asked her not to tell Chris or Melissa that we had spoken. I hung up the phone, trembling with indignation.

Not only had they disrespected me to my face, but they were using my name to get a loan, promising others that I would pay. I immediately called Mr. Hernandez.

“Mr. Hernandez, I need to speed up the will. Could we sign it today instead of Wednesday?”

His secretary told me it was possible, that the document was ready.

“Perfect. I’ll be there in two hours.”

I called Rose, Mary, and Anne. I explained the urgency, and they all agreed to accompany me as witnesses.

“Those two aren’t going to take advantage of you anymore,” Mary said with that fire I love about her. “It’s about time you put a stop to them.”

On the way to the lawyer’s office, my phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Melissa had escalated from calls to WhatsApp messages.

The first one said, “Mom, why aren’t you answering me? Are you okay?”

The second: “I’m worried. If you don’t answer, I’m coming to your house.”

The third: “Mom, don’t be proud.

We all have bad days.”

Bad days. As if humiliating me in front of my granddaughter was just a bad day. As if treating me like a servant was just a bad moment.

As if using my name to get loans was a harmless prank. In the office, Mr. Hernandez received me professionally.

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