An hour later, Mark returned home from the local emergency clinic.
The doctor had wrapped Lily's hands in clean white medical bandages.
She was fast asleep in her upstairs bedroom after taking soothing medicine.
Sarah sat at the kitchen island, looking through an old leather folder.
Sarah: Mark, you need to look at these documents right now.
Sarah: I found them hidden in Evelyn's guest bedroom closet.
Mark walked over and took the papers from Sarah's hands.
The official documents bore the golden stamp of his late father's estate.
His eyes scanned the lines of fine print near the bottom of the page.
Mark: This is my father's original trust fund paper.
Mark: Why was this hidden inside her personal luggage?
Sarah pointed to a highlighted section on the second page.
Sarah: Read the clause regarding the family property and home.
Sarah: Your father left this entire house directly to Lily.
Mark gasped as the legal language became completely clear to him.
Evelyn had claimed for years that she owned the whole estate outright.
She had been using family funds to cover her lavish lifestyle.
Mark: She knew Lily would inherit everything on her ninth birthday next month.
Mark: She wanted to make Lily look careless and irresponsible.
Evelyn walked into the kitchen carrying her designer purse.
She looked around the spotless room with a cold, smug expression.
Evelyn: I am not leaving my own home, Mark.
Evelyn: You have no legal right to kick me out of this mansion.
Mark held up the legal papers right in front of her face.
Mark: This home belongs to my daughter, not to you.
Mark: Your control over our life ends right now.