After my dad’s funeral, my brother-in-law took over my dad’s company and $500 million, arrogantly stating…

Actually, this was your father’s secret hideout. A hideout? I’ve never heard about Dad having a place like this, I said, surprised. She explained, this place is our secret spot.

We came here when we needed our own space or when we wanted some peace and quiet. If we ever had a small argument, our rule was to come here to cool off. You didn’t know about it, did you? I was stunned, deep in thought.

I had no idea such a family rule existed. She continued, and this, this is something your father wanted you to have. Saying this, she handed me a brown envelope.

It was slightly bulging, as if something important was packed inside. I decided to read the letter addressed to me. Frank, I have caused you a lot of trouble and made you endure unbearable hardships over the years.

I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart. The letter was filled with my father’s reflections on his past mistakes and his deep gratitude towards me. He wrote, your mother often tells me that it was your choice to leave home, and a son has the right to choose his own path in life.

We are both stubborn, but when you came back after I fell ill, it was a wonderful surprise for me. Although I couldn’t express it well because I’m not good at showing my feelings, I am deeply grateful to you for supporting and taking care of the family. This was the first time I heard such heartfelt words from my father, and it made me very emotional.

The letter also mentioned Patrick. To tell the truth, my distress towards Patrick grew over time. He’s good with words and makes people feel comfortable, but I could see his true nature.

I suspected his sneaky behavior around the house was his way of trying to claim ownership. I was too tired from work and taking care of you all to notice his cunning actions. But now, knowing Patrick as I do, I believe these suspicions were correct.

The letter continued. I have no intention of giving the company to you, but if something unexpected happens, I have left a significant amount of money with your mother. This is to ensure that you and Sophia will not be in need.

Please accept it. After finishing the letter, I looked up at my mother. She said nothing but looked at the brown envelope.

I reached for it and checked its contents, confirming everything was in my mother’s name. She began to speak firmly. If I transfer the accounts to you and Sophia’s names, it would be considered a gift under tax laws.

If it’s mentioned in the will, Patrick might try to take it. Your father gave this money to me secretly while he was still alive to avoid Patrick’s interference. Now, I want to give it to you and Sophia as a living gift…