“Ms. Carter,” he greeted Olivia with a small nod.
“Thank you for coming,” she said softly.
Daniel turned to Rebecca, offering a polite but distant smile. “Mrs. Carter.”
Rebecca straightened slightly. “This really isn’t necessary,” she said. “It’s a family matter.”
Daniel didn’t argue.
Instead, he simply opened the leather folder and handed it to Olivia.
“These are copies,” he said. “The originals are secured.”
Olivia took the folder, her fingers trembling just slightly as she opened it.
Inside were legal documents.
Official. Stamped. Signed.
She scanned the first page, her eyes moving quickly—then slowing.
Her breath caught.
Daniel spoke, his voice steady and clear.
“Several years ago, your father transferred the deed of this property into your name,” he explained. “The transfer was completed legally, filed with the county, and recorded. As it stands, you are the sole legal owner of this house.”
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Unavoidable.
Olivia slowly looked up.
Rebecca’s face had gone completely pale.
“That’s… that’s not possible,” she said, her voice unsteady for the first time. “This is my home.”
Daniel shook his head gently. “Legally, it is not.”
He stepped aside slightly, gesturing toward the open doorway.