Hints Of Inheritance
Richard took a sip and carried on, his gaze drifting meaningfully between James and Lisa. “One day, this might all be yours,” he said with a wink, as if passing down a treasured legacy. James raised his eyebrows with interest, while Lisa offered a tight, polite smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. It was obvious Richard had spun elaborate fantasies about the future of “their” property, completely unaware of how far removed they were from the truth. I watched in silence, thoroughly amused by the tangled web he was weaving—soon to unravel.
Hints Of Inheritance
Margaret’s Encouragement
Seated with practiced grace, Margaret gave an approving nod and nudged Richard to continue his grand storytelling. “Go on, dear,” she urged, sipping her tea with elegant flair. Her delight in the fantasy they’d crafted was unmistakable, fully immersed in the role of queen beside her self-crowned king. She encouraged him proudly, basking in the illusion they shared with such unwavering confidence. It was almost too much to bear—watching their imagined kingdom flourish, all while knowing an unexpected interruption was about to bring it crashing down.
Margaret’s Encouragement
