My eyes widened as I saw what was in Amber's hand - it was a will. And not just any will, it was my father's will.
"I almost died looking for it. And here it was all along," Amber said.
With trembling hands, I reached out and took the will from her. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I was so overwhelmed with happiness that I couldn't find the words to speak.
Carefully, as if afraid it would tear, I unfolded the paper and read the contents of the will. The tears that had filled my eyes now streamed down my cheeks.
"I am Mr. Peter Anderson. If anything happens to me, all my possessions, including my company, are to be given to Gemma Anderson, my only daughter."
I read the words on the paper while sobbing uncontrollably.
"Gem, don't cry. We've already found it," Amber said, reaching out t
