Jane's POV
I sat at my kitchen table, having the papers spread out in front of me. My hands were trembling while I went over the papers one last time. I had to fight through the inheritance of my mother's wealth by Damien. The injustice of it seethed through me. I picked up the phone and dialed my attorney, Carla.
Hello, Carla. It is Jane," I said firmly, standing firm vocally.
"Hello, Jane. Standing up how?" Carla softly asked.
"I'm prepared to go further. I have proof my mum's money illegitimately transferred over to Damien," I informed her.
There was a soft silence from Carla. "That is quite serious, Jane. Would you be willing to take a course in law now?
I replied firmly, "Yes, Carla. I want justice. I cannot let Damien have what is mine."
In the later part of the afternoon, I w
