16. The Useless Son-In-law

Jasmine met Stella's taunting gaze with a steady look, her lips curling into a smile. “You will be a pig, Stella, because I did get the contract.”

Stella paused for a moment, and then she burst into laughter, the sound echoing harshly through the room.

“Oh, Jasmine, you’re really going to stick with this ridiculous story, aren't you?” Stella sneered. “

“You must think we’re all fools. I don’t believe you. You’re lying.”

Jasmine, unfazed, reached into her bag and pulled out a thick, official-looking document. The room watched, stunned, as she handed it to their grandmother.

“Here, Grandma,” Jasmine said calmly, her voice unwavering, “read it for yourself.”

Grandma took the contract in her trembling hands, her eyes squinting as she tried to make sense of the bold lettering and official stamps.

The room fell silent as everyone waited. Stella's laughter had died down, replaced by an impatient scowl as she watched the old woman.

Then, a gasp escaped their grandmother’s lips,