Nala
“Not good enough,” Caleb said coldly, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Uncle Mike. “I’m giving you one month—thirty days—to return everything. I will personally collect every single asset and hand it over to Nala so she and her sister can decide what to do with it. This isn’t up for negotiation.” His voice was firm and unyielding, leaving no room for argument. “I never had anything against Nelson and his wife. They were good people. But what you did… it’s despicable. Stealing from a child—robbing a little girl of her inheritance—you have no excuse.”
Uncle Mike tried to open his mouth to speak, but Caleb cut him off, his voice rising with a rare display of anger.
“All this time, you kept telling me you were just waiting for her to get married before handing over her inheritance.
