Following Ethan Jenkins’ death, his widow, Myra, discovered that his entire estate would be distributed to his newest business partner, Carl Ferguson, forcing her to live in a filthy, old trailer. But their children would not let go of the issue, and they discovered something shocking. “My heartfelt condolences, Myra,” Carl Ferguson said at the funeral of her husband, Ethan Jenkins!

His death reverberated throughout the Oregon community. He founded a major clothing store, though it began as a small business many decades ago. He met Myra when she came to look for work as a seamstress, and they married soon after. She kept working, and her role grew with the company. She eventually assisted Ethan in running it.

Unfortunately, Ethan died at the age of 82. He and Myra had been married for 55 years, and they had three children, Marcus, Alexandra, and Johnny, who were all present at her funeral. Some executives, such as Carl Ferguson, were also present. “Yes, I am required to. Your father desired this for some strange reason. He made me do it. That Ferguson guy, on the other hand, is forcing me to live there.

He was’surprised,’ but he didn’t reject it “Myra went on. “Thank you, Carl,” she said in response to the man’s words of solace. She didn’t think much of him as others arrived to express their condolences, but she should have noticed the glint in Ferguson’s eyes. Myra was waiting with her children for the division of Ethan’s assets several weeks after the funeral. She expected to receive half of his estate, with the remainder divided among his children.

She hoped, however, that they could arrange for them to get a larger share of the business. She was willing to let them handle everything at 79 years old. Unfortunately, they were given the most unexpected news. Carl Ferguson, who sat quietly on one side of the room, would inherit nearly the entire estate, including Myra’s mansion, according to Ethan’s will.

“That is ridiculous! That man isn’t a family member!” Johnny jumped out of his chair and yelled at the lawyer. “Could you please double-check? My parents worked very hard to obtain that house. It simply does not make sense “Alexandra spoke up, grabbing her brother’s shoulder to keep him from making a bigger fuss. Marcus was quiet and intent on his thoughts. He didn’t even look at Mr. Ferguson, but he could tell something wasn’t right.

Despite the fact that neither of them wanted to be involved in the clothing business, they couldn’t imagine passing it on to a business partner. This was not going to sit well with the other executives. He was planning something in his head. Meanwhile, Myra began to cry quietly. She was distraught over her husband’s death. She didn’t care about that house anymore and had begun to consider selling it, primarily because she lived alone. But something didn’t feel right.

“I apologize for your distress. But this is the will Mr. Jenkins and I drafted together, and there is nothing else I can do “Mr. Rothstein informed them. Marcus spoke up as his siblings continued to argue. “Mr. Rothstein, you may proceed. Can you tell us anything else about the will?” “He did, however, leave your mother his old trailer, as well as a few items for all of you. He wanted you to have your old belongings from your mansion rooms.

But that’s all I’ve got “The attorney went on, reading a few more things. Marcus was deep in thought as he approached Mr. Ferguson. “We will follow our father’s wishes. Is there any way you could let our mother keep her house? You own the company “He inquired, already knowing the answer. “Ugh… I believe we should respect your father’s decision to give me the house.

But I want you to know, son, that I’m as surprised as you are “The older man responded by sitting up straighter and raising his hands. “All right,” Marcus said, his face calm. “We’re going to assist our mother with her move and collect the items Dad left us.” “ARE YOU CRAZY?” Johnny yelled at his brother while raising his hands in the air.

“Johnny, please relax. We’ll get to that later “Marcus said urgently to his younger brother. “Are we finished here? Mom, come on.” The three siblings grabbed their sobbing mother and walked away. They picked up their belongings from the mansion over the next few days, but something caught Marcus off guard: their mother refused to move in with them.

“I’m moving to your father’s trailer,” she announced, shocking their entire family. “Be serious, Mom. You’re coming with me “Alexandra was adamant. “You’ll assist me with the children, and we’ll build you an in-law suite as soon as we can.” “No, your father left the trailer to me, and that’s where I’ll be living from now on,” Myra explained. “Now take me there.”

“Mom, no. That trailer hasn’t been seen in years. It’s most likely dilapidated “Johnny echoed her sister’s sentiments and attempted to persuade her to see the light. “You don’t have to live there just because you were evicted from your home.” “Yes, I am required to. Your father desired this for some strange reason. He made me do it. That Ferguson guy, on the other hand, is forcing me to live there.

He was’surprised,’ but he didn’t reject it.” Myra persisted, and her children could do nothing to stop her. Alexandra drove her to the trailer, which was parked in a rented lot near the sea, where their father used to fish. The rusty door creaked loudly as they opened it. A cloud of dust assaulted them inside. The air smelled stale and fishy, and the sink was filthy despite the fact that they hadn’t used it in years.

“NO! Mom! NO! We’re headed to my house! NOW!” Alexandra stated once more, attempting to push her mother out of the house, but the older woman refused to budge, and even at her age, her daughter couldn’t. “That is not possible. I have no choice but to live here. I have no choice! YOUR FATHER DID NOT WANT ME TO!” Myra wailed and sobbed once more. Alexandra escorted her to the filthy old bed and sat beside her.

She had no idea why her mother was being so stubborn, but she couldn’t help but support her. All of this made no sense. She couldn’t understand why their father had given away everything they had worked so hard to create. “Alexandra, please. I’m now compelled to live here. This is written in my name, “Alexandra consoled Myra as she stammered through her tears. “Okay, then. But we’re going to clean this place up right away and make it look nice.

Will you allow me to do so?” Her daughter expressed her gratitude. Myra nodded into her shoulder as she hugged her mother tightly. Meanwhile, Johnny and Marcus were back at the mansion, waiting for a moving truck to transport their belongings from their previous rooms. Carl Ferguson was there, attempting to be the nicest man to them. Marcus was finally given the opportunity to try something new. “Oh!” he exclaimed, snapping his fingers. “Something was left in my room. I’ll go get it right away.”

“I’ll accompany you,” Carl said, but Marcus looked at Johnny. They had previously discussed what he intended to do. “What will happen to our parents’ company, Mr. Ferguson? Are you going to broaden it? Didn’t Dad tell us those were your plans? “Carl turned around with his eyebrows raised as he interjected. He was enthralled by the subject and appeared pleased that Johnny had apparently accepted him as the new owner. “So be it. Yes. We intend to expand into Europe….”

Meanwhile, Marcus entered the house, but instead of going to his room, he went into his father’s office, hoping Ferguson was unaware of the floor safe. It was his father’s secret, and Marcus, as the firstborn, was the only one who knew about it. He opened it and realized he didn’t have much time, so he grabbed all the papers he could find, closed the safe, and went to his room for a final box he had purposefully left there.

“All right, we’re ready,” Marcus said, keeping a poker face as he walked outside and saw the moving truck arrive. They assisted in loading everything into the truck, said goodbye to Ferguson, who appeared cheerful, and then left. They gathered at Marcus’ house soon after and sifted through the documents, finding exactly what they were looking for.

“We’ve got them,” Johnny exclaimed, fist pumping. “Well, we don’t know that yet,” Marcus said as he dialed his lawyer’s number. They met with some of their father’s company’s other executives, who were equally perplexed as to who the new owner was. After a few days, they finally called the police. Alexandra, her children, and Myra spent days cleaning the trailers.

They changed the wallpaper, purchased new items, including a new mattress, arranged everything, and added flowers. Nobody was going to let Myra’s obstinacy force her to live in squalor. In the end, the place wasn’t half bad, despite being a massive downgrade from the mansion. They purchased a nice set of outdoor furniture and watched Alexandra’s children play in the ocean. It was serene.

“See, it’s not that bad,” Myra explained to her daughter. “You understand, honey. I was thinking that maybe living in that house was too much for me. I wanted to sell it, give you the majority of the proceeds, and buy something smaller for myself. Perhaps that’s why he only gave me this.” “But, Mom, all the kids adore that place. Mom, this is our home “Alexandra explained. “But I understand what you’re saying.

I still don’t understand Dad’s actions. You both worked extremely hard. I know we all have different jobs, but I believe we could have all managed to keep the business running.” “We’ll never know now, dear,” Myra said, inhaling the salty sea air. “Would you like some more tea?” They were still enjoying their time outside the trailer after a few minutes when Alexandra’s phone rang.

“Hey, Johnny,” she said. “What?” Myra frowned as she looked at her daughter. She had straightened up in her seat, her gaze fixed on her brother on the phone. “What’s going on?” the older woman asked quietly. “Can you invite Johnny to spend time here?” Alexandra shushed her mother and continued to listen to her brother before finally laughing and jumping up. “Oh my goodness! Are you sure? Are you sure? “She yelled and began to jump around. “What?”

“It was all a ruse!” Alexandra revealed herself and cheered. She hugged her mother once more. “I’m glad you’re happy, honey, but could you explain further?” Myra and her daughter laughed, but she had no idea what was going on. “Carl Ferguson, Mom, and the lawyer conspired to create a bogus will. Dad never left anything for him! “she disclosed “Marcus and Johnny discovered the true will, and he mentioned something about the other executives vowing that Dad didn’t trust Ferguson all that much.

There will be a police investigation! Those people will be imprisoned!!” “Oh, my. But why would Mr. Rothstein do such a thing? He’s going to be barred “Myra thought, her hand on her mouth. It took several months for the police to gather enough evidence to arrest Carl and Mr. Rothstein. It was a terrifying experience, but the truth about their actions was revealed, and Myra was finally able to return home.

According to the original will, Ethan intended for half of his estate to go to Myra and the other half to the children. But the elderly lady refused to return to her mansion. So her children decided to sell the house and buy her the land on which the trailer stood. In that lot, they built her a lovely tiny house, and Myra kept the trailer. She realized that even though her husband did not want her to live there, she had fallen in love with it. Her grandchildren enjoyed visiting her and spending time by the sea.

Johnny decided to change careers and run the clothing company with the executives who had remained loyal to them. Everything appeared to be in order, and Myra had no regrets about what had occurred. “Perhaps this was meant to be, Alexandra,” Myra said to her daughter one day at her house during a family barbecue. “Eehh…. Don’t be ridiculous, Mom.

That man wanted to steal everything you had worked on for years “Her daughter laughed. “Sure,” Myra continued, smiling at her daughter, “but perhaps fate had no other way of showing me that I needed to live by the sea.” “Then fate is strange,” the younger woman said as she grabbed the plates to finish setting the outdoor table. Myra agreed wholeheartedly.