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A Dying Wish Revealed

A Wealthy Heiress Accused The Maid Until He Came

Arthur led Clara into the quiet comfort of his private study.

He closed the heavy wooden doors behind them to ensure privacy.

The room smelled of old leather books and mahogany wood.

Clara stood nervously near the edge of the large Persian rug.

Arthur: Please sit down, Clara. You do not need to stand.

Clara sat down on the edge of the soft green armchair.

Clara: I never wanted to create any problems with Miss Victoria.

Arthur: Victoria created this problem herself through her own greed.

Arthur walked over to his desk and opened a small drawer.

He pulled out a folder containing official legal documents.

Arthur: Ever since my sister passed, Victoria tried to claim everything.

Clara: She said the entire estate belongs to her now.

Arthur: She found a temporary document that gave her control of the house.

He placed the folder down onto the heavy wooden desk.

Arthur: But my sister knew Victoria was spending money recklessly.

Clara: Your sister was always very kind to me when she lived.

Arthur: She spoke about you often during her final weeks.

Clara looked down at her hands, remembering the gentle old lady.

Clara: I just stayed by her bed and read her favorite books.

Arthur: You did more than that, Clara. You showed her real care.

Arthur stepped closer and pointed to the black vintage pendant.

Arthur: That stone conceals a tiny key inside its silver base.

Clara gasped softy and held the pendant in her palm.

Clara: I had no idea there was a key hidden inside here.

Arthur: My sister told me she gave it to someone she trusted.

Clara: She made me promise not to take it off for anyone.

Arthur: Because she knew Victoria would try to destroy the real will.

Clara looked up with wide, questioning eyes.

Clara: What is written inside the real will, Mr. Sterling?

Arthur: The will names the true heir to the main estate fund.

A loud knock suddenly rattled the heavy study door.

Victoria pushed the door open without waiting for permission.

She held a thick piece of paper in her hand with anger.

Victoria: I am calling the police on this maid right now!

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