My Daughter-in-Law Is Trying to Teach Me Lessons? In My Own House That I Paid For? I Told My Son.

“Do not go alone,”

He told me finally.

“It is too dangerous.”

“I have to go, Benjamin. If I do not go, they are going to suspect. They are going to know something changed.”

“Then let me accompany you. I can wait for you outside in the car just in case.”

I thought for a moment. It made sense.

I did not know what to expect from that dinner. I did not know how far Victoria was capable of going.

“All right, but let us keep this discreet. I do not want them to know you are there.”

“Understood. Send me the address and I will see you there at 7.”

I spent the day preparing myself, not just emotionally, also practically. I went to the bank.

I asked for certified copies of all the deeds to my house. I asked for bank statements.

I asked for every document proving I was the legitimate owner of my property and that I was in full use of my faculties. The bank employee looked at me strangely.