The first folder was labeled Andrade M. The last name did not ring a bell. Emily opened it and saw the will of an elderly woman leaving an apartment and a country house to my God Ethan Hayes.
The second folder: Castro PN, a will with a large sum of money in favor of the same Ethan Hayes.
The third folder: Jennings, CS, and this last name was familiar.
Emily remembered her great aunt Catherine, her late mother’s sister, who had passed away six months ago—childless, alone. She planned to leave her inheritance to her only grand niece.
Opening the folder, Emily saw a will in which all of Catherine’s properties and apartment on the Upper East Side valued at $800,000, a house in the Birkers, and her bank saved the savings passed to Ethan Hayes as a close family friend.
“You bastard,” Emily whispered.
She herself had seen her aunt’s original will. Catherine had shown it to her a month before she died. It was clearly written there: I bequeathed all my assets to my grand niece Emily Hayes. Signature, date, notary seal, all in accordance with the law.
And now in front of her was a fake document, and a very well-made one. Ethan had used his position to replace the documents.
Emily took out her phone and photographed every page of the fake will. Then she examined the rest of the folders. There were seven in total. Seven forged wills worth a total of over $7 million.
How long has he been doing this? She thought as she looked at the documents. Judging by the dates, the fraud had begun 3 years ago—just when Ethan was promoted and gained access to the wills.
And she not only discovered fake Wills, but also a second cell phone belonging to Ethan, which she unlocked using their son’s birth date.
There she saw the text messages between Ethan and Pamela. Of course, why else would he need a second phone on a vacation if he was with Pamela.
“Honey, I settled another document today. Old man Morales did not even realize he was not signing a will for his grandson, but a deed of gift in my favor. When he dies, a mansion in Greenwich will be ours.”
“Love, you are a genius. Soon we can buy a villa in Italy and live there like royalty and let your wife stay with her medicines and her patients.”
“Pamela, we just have to close the last case. My wife’s inheritance. That is where most of the money is. After that, we will disappear. I will file for divorce, take the boy, and we will both go to Italy.”