never told my parents who I really was. After my grandmother left me $4.7 million, the same parents who had ignored me my entire life suddenly dragged me into court to take it back. When I walked into the courtroom, they looked at me with open contempt, certain they would win. Then the judge paused, studied my file, and said slowly, “Hold on… you’re JAG?” The room fell into de/ad silence.

“Thank you, Mrs. Vance,” Sterling said gently. He turned to me with a predatory grin. “Your witness.”
I stood up. “No questions at this time, Your Honor.”
A ripple of confusion went through the courtroom. My mother looked insulted that I didn’t fight back. Judge Halloway frowned.
“Ms. Vance, are you sure? This testimony is damaging.”
“I am sure, Your Honor.”
My father took the stand next. He was more aggressive.

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