She Called Her Sister In Law, I Called Her My Replacement Chapter 07

She Called Her Sister In Law, I Called Her My Replacement Chapter 07

The next morning, I got to the office half an 

hour early. 

There were already five or six people standing outside the Summit Accounting Group door. 

Three of them were distant Hayes relatives. I’d seen them at family events. 

Two of them had their phones out, filming. 

Uncle Gary was in the front. The one who 

called last night. 

He was holding a printed screenshot of the 

forum post. 

“This is the one. The one who’s trying to steal from a widow. She loses her own baby and takes 

it out on her sister–in–law. Do you have no 

humanity?” 

The others muttered along. 

I didn’t stop walking. Swiped my card and 

pushed the door open. 

Uncle Gary blocked me. 

“You’re not going 

anywhere until you explain yourself.” 

I looked up at him. “Explain what?” 

“Morgan’s the one who’s kept Daniel’s 

memory going all these years. Who the hell do you 

think you are? That insurance money is hers. What 

right do you have to take it back?” 

I pulled out my folder. 

“I never went near Daniel’s life insurance. I’m 

talking about the money from our joint account 

that was spent on Morgan–without my 

permission. That’s not the same thing.” 

He didn’t even look at it. 

“How do we know you didn’t fake those 

numbers? Morgan said you’ve always been the 

type to dig up old dirt.” 

The one with the phone shoved the camera in 

my face. 

“Go on, tell everyone. Did losing the baby 

mess with your head, or were you always this 

nuts?” 

Hailey burst out of the office and got in front 

of me. 

“This is harassment! I’ve already called the 

police.” 

Uncle Gary laughed. “Cops? We’re family. We just came to talk to her about family business. 

What law’s that breaking?” 

Someone else came around from the side. 

Propped up a crudely painted sign at the office 

entrance that said “RIP.” 

Hailey pushed him. “Are you insane? This is a 

place of business!” 

They started shoving each other. 

I stepped in to pull Hailey back. Someone 

slammed into me from the side. 

Their elbow hit me right in the lower stomach. 

The old pain from the surgery ripped through me. I doubled over. Cold sweat poured down my 

face. 

I grabbed the doorframe and sank down. 

Uncle Gary scoffed. “Oh, please. She falls 

over if someone breathes on her.” 

A client came out, saw the scene, hesitated, 

and went back inside. 

Hailey’s voice was shaking. “If you don’t leave right now, the cops are going to be here any 

second.” 

Then a black car pulled up to the curb. 

Nolan got out. 

Behind him, a man with a briefcase and two 

people in uniforms. 

His face looked bad. 

He glanced at the sign by the door. Then at 

me, crouched against the frame. 

His foot moved toward me. 

He didn’t look for Morgan in the crowd. 

He walked straight to me. 

He reached out his hand. 

I blocked it with the folder in my hand. 

His hand stopped in the air. 

I didn’t look at his face. 

The lawyer stepped forward and handed 

something to the police who had just arrived. 

“These individuals have illegally entered a commercial property, vandalized business premises, and filmed and distributed the client’s image without consent. We have preserved all evidence.” 

“Additionally, the posting account and linked payment sources for the defamatory online 

content have been traced to a bank card under the 

name of Ms. Price’s cousin. All transfers have a 

timestamp.” 

Uncle Gary’s face changed. 

He looked toward the back of the crowd. 

Morgan took a step back. White as paper. 

The police asked everyone for ID. 

Uncle Gary mumbled something and was led 

away with the others for statements. 

When the door closed and it got quiet, Hailey 

helped me inside and sat me down. 

Nolan stood outside. 

He didn’t come in. 

I knew he wanted to say something. 

didn’t call him in. He didn’t say anything either. 

Finally, Hailey closed the glass door for me. 

face. 

Right before it shut, I saw his eyes leave my 

He turned around. Stood there for a long time. 

When the wind blew, his shoulders dropped. But that had nothing to do with me anymore.