“Let him continue, sweetheart,” Dad says.
“Well, I really don’t care about Mom’s money. She is gone, and it won't change a thing. She can donate them, and I won't say a thing. You don’t have to continue, Atty. Sanders.,” I say to the Lawyer.
I tighten my lips then frown.
“I know it’s hard for you, Abbygail, but let me continue. It’s your Mom’s will. You have to honor her wishes.” Atty. Sanders says.
I nod. “Okay, please continue. I apologize for the interruption.”
I listen carefully. My hands start sweating.
“Three conditions,” the attorney continues.
I listen half interested. I hear in between words and sentences.
“All will be transferred to my daughter Mackenzie Abbygail Catherine a.k.a Abbygail Catherine within three years, otherwise, all will be transferred to my representative
