In court, my stepmother swore and said, “She can’t handle this. She needs a guardian.” I remained calm. The judge took off her glasses and said, “You really don’t know who she is?” Her lawyer turned pale. My stepmother was speechless…

The recording continued.

“I have reason to believe my wife conspired with Mason to force a sale to Northbridge Capital after my death. Eleanor, if you are hearing this, do not show mercy to thieves pretending to be family.”

The courtroom remained silent except for Vivian’s uneven breathing.

Mr. Bell whispered shakily, “I was not aware of this recording, Your Honor.”

“That issue will be addressed later,” the judge replied coldly.

I stood slowly.

“For the record, the two-million-dollar transfer secured payroll after Vivian and Mason attempted moving company liquidity into an account controlled by Northbridge. I possess sworn statements from the CFO and independent auditors. I also already filed an injunction freezing every transaction connected to their attempted sale.”