While finalizing the $80,000 wedding payments, i overheard my granddaughter say, βi really hope she stays away on the big day.β i smiled, put down my phone, and ended the funding instead…. βI hope she dies before the wedding so I donβt have to deal with her anymore,β my granddaughter Jessica said. βThen Iβd get the inheritance, too, and could plan the wedding I actually want.β Those were the words that changed everything. Words spoken by my own granddaughter about me, words I was never supposed to hear. I was sitting in my kitchen on a quiet Tuesday afternoon, going through the final invoices for Jessicaβs dream wedding when I heard her voice drifting from the living room. She was on the phone, her tone casual. She had no idea I was there. βI canβt wait until this wedding is over,β she sighed. βGrandma keeps trying to give her opinions about everything. Itβs so embarrassing. My friends keep asking why sheβs so involved.β My heart started to sink, but I told myself she was just stressed. Then, I heard her laughβa sound that used to bring me such joy. βI know it sounds awful, but sheβs got to have at least a million dollars saved up. If she died now, Iβd get that money, plus not have to deal with her interfering anymore.β I quietly stood up, walked to my home office, and pulled out my business filing cabinet. Twenty years of running a restaurant had taught me to read contracts carefully. As I flipped through the wedding agreements, I realized something Jessica had never bothered to understand. I wasnβt just the grandmother paying for this wedding; I was the primary client on every single contract. I picked up my phone and smiled for the first time in weeks. It was time to make some calls. But let me start from the beginning, so you understand how someone I loved more than life itself could wish for my death while I was spending my life savings on her happiness…. Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI