My Sister Kicked Me Out of the House After Our Father’s Death — But She Didn’t Know He Had Foreseen It

After my father died, my sister Charlotte kicked me out of the house two weeks later. All I had left was my dad’s old watch—and the weight of losing him. Charlotte sneered at me, thinking she’d won, while I scrambled to figure out how to survive and go to college.

The next day, my father’s lawyer, Matthew, called me in. Hidden in my dad’s final gift—the watch—was the code to a safety deposit box holding almost two million dollars. There was a catch: Charlotte had to share the house equally, or she’d get nothing.

I smiled as I realized my father had outsmarted her. With the money, I could pay off debts, find my own apartment, and start fresh. Charlotte called, desperate for help, but I hung up. I wasn’t the helpless little sister anymore—I was Dawn, and my father had made sure I’d win in the end.