Chapter 12 - My Lawyer Arrives With The Living Trust Records
At nine o'clock the next morning, my personal corporate attorney, Arthur Pendelton, walked into my hospital room.
He carried a thick leather briefcase stamped with the gold seal of our family estate legal counsel.
“Good morning, Martha. I hear you gave the county police quite a dramatic cinematic show yesterday,” Arthur smiled warmly.
“When your only daughter tries to poison your bank accounts and push you down stairs, desperate times call for staging,” I replied.
Arthur placed the leather briefcase on the bedside table and unlocked the brass latches with a satisfying click.
“I’ve already filed an emergency injunction freezing all of Vanessa’s personal assets and revoking her power of attorney,” he said.
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“Good. I want her completely severed from every trust, account, and property tied to the Mercer family name,” I instructed.
Arthur jotted down my notes in his leather journal, nodding in total agreement with my unsparing legal directives.
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