All Chapters of Getting Revenge on Grandma's Behalf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

Many people showed up for Grandma's funeral. They were mainly business associates of my uncle, Michael Shaw. They came, glanced at the casket out of respect, and left. Most of them probably didn't even know Grandma's name—Annie Lewis.Mom sat right beside the casket, her eyes puffy. Without a word, she dipped her head in gratitude to every guest who paid their respects.Uncle Michael stood at the front in a black suit. His eyes were red, and tears streamed down his face as he told everyone, "My mother's passing came as a huge shock to all of us. I never even got to see her one last time."His acting was so brilliant that I almost believed him.Grandma died at midnight yesterday. She suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was already gone by the time she was taken to the hospital.Uncle Michael claimed he'd rushed over the moment he got the call. But I knew that during the six months Grandma had been sick and constantly in and out of the hospital, I could count the number of times he c

Chapter 2

After the funeral, everyone returned to Grandma's house.It was a modest, two-bedroom place and only about 800 square feet in size. The living room was packed wall to wall with people.Aunt Fiona played the gracious hostess, offering everyone drinks. It looked like she was entertaining a bunch of honored guests.I leaned against the wall, watching her. Grandma's voice, which I'd heard from the emerald bracelet earlier, kept echoing in my head."She took the bank card for the account with my pension payouts. She didn't let me have my medication on time."Aunt Fiona was also around 50 years old, but she took good care of herself. She'd dyed her hair a fashionable shade of brown and gotten it permed. A gold bracelet dangled from her wrist, and her nails were perfectly manicured.And Grandma?During the last year of her life, she continued to wear the same worn cotton coat she'd owned for over a decade.I slipped the emerald bracelet into my pocket and sat down beside Mom."Mom, I

Chapter 3

The next morning, Uncle Michael brought up the matter of transferring ownership of Grandma's house."Monica, let's settle the title transfer for Mom's house today."He sat on the living room couch with one leg crossed over the other, carrying himself like he was now the irrefutable head of the family.Aunt Fiona filled our cups with tea, her face beaming. "That's right, Monica. Randy is getting married next month. We need to prepare a marital home for him as soon as possible."Mom sat across from them, her hands twisting together in her lap. Her lips parted, but no words came out.I stood behind her and answered for her."Uncle Michael, shouldn't we check Grandma's will to see who gets the house?"Uncle Michael's expression stiffened for a moment before returning to normal. "The will? Your grandma didn't leave a will. Before she died, she told me about her wishes verbally. She wanted Randy to get the house.""She told you verbally, huh?" I chuckled. "Is there a witness?""I'm

Chapter 4

In the end, Uncle Michael shooed Mom and me out of the living room with a nasty scowl. "Get out, Monica, and take your daughter with you! I don't want to see either one of you! As for the house, just you wait!"After we left, Mom didn't say a word. She walked all the way to the bus stop before suddenly crouching down, covering her face as she cried."I'm the reason Mom died… I was so useless… I didn't even dare to check on her! She suffered so much, but I was clueless the whole time…"I crouched down and hugged her. Several buses came and went. Eventually, we were the only two people at the bus stop.That afternoon, I went back to Grandma's house alone—not to confront Uncle Michael again, but to gather Grandma's belongings.No one was home when I arrived. Uncle Michael and his family had gone out, and the door wasn't locked.Grandma's room was tiny. There was an old wooden bed, a closet, and a desk. On the desk sat her reading glasses and several books.I found an old leather su

Chapter 5

The next day, Uncle Michael threw the first stone.He called Mom and told her that Grandma's passbook was missing before questioning whether she had taken it.Mom was with me when the call came in. The moment she heard those words, her face went pale."I didn't take it! I've never even seen Mom's passbook!"Uncle Michael's icy voice came through the phone. "50 thousand dollars is missing from Mom's account, Monica. You took it when you were sorting through her things yesterday, didn't you?""Michael Shaw! You were the one who withdrew the 50 thousand dollars!" I snatched the phone from Mom's hand. "The remark in the passbook clearly indicated that you took the money. The bank has the records too, you know. Do you seriously think you can pin this on my mother?"After a few seconds of silence, Uncle Michael snarled, "You think you're all grown up now, huh, Cassandra Quinn? How dare you talk to your uncle like that? I'm warning you—if you took the passbook, return it at once, and I'

Chapter 6

I hired a lawyer, Edgar Hudson, the father of a college classmate of mine. He had three decades of experience with civil litigation cases and specialized in inheritance disputes.After reading Grandma's handwritten letter and the withdrawal records from her passbook, Mr. Hudson adjusted his glasses and said, "The evidence isn't definitively conclusive yet, but it's enough for us to file a case. Although the letter itself isn't notarized, we can get handwriting analysis done on it to prove that it was your grandma who wrote it."As for the bank withdrawal records, that's even easier—you need a person's Social Security card and a letter of authorization or power of attorney before you can withdraw money on their behalf. In the absence of such supporting documents, it counts as misappropriation of the funds."I suggest we try mediation first. And if that doesn't work, we can file the case in court."The mediation was set up for three days later, to be held at the mediator's office. Un

Chapter 7

After Uncle Michael slammed his fists on the table, the atmosphere in the mediation room dropped below freezing.Ms. White had to rap her knuckles on the table and call for everyone to calm down. "I need you to watch your temper and speak properly, Mr. Shaw."Uncle Michael took a deep breath. He forced a smile onto his face, but it looked more like a grimace. "Monica, we're siblings. Why do you need to take things to the extremes? Alright, how about this? I'll share the house 50-50 with you, okay?"Mom looked at me, and I shook my head. "This isn't just about the house, Uncle Michael. How much of Grandma's pension payouts is left? And what about the 50 thousand dollars taken from her bank account? We should be splitting these, too."Uncle Michael's face twitched. "Y-you want to go through all the accounts?""Everything should be checked, of course." I pushed over the list Mr. Hudson had prepared. "The bank card for the account with Grandma's pension payout was taken from her eight

Chapter 8

On the third day after the lawsuit was officially filed, Aunt Fiona struck first. She posted a lengthy essay in the family group chat."Monica has completely forgotten the meaning of family! The dirt on her mom's grave hasn't even settled yet, and she's already taking her own brother to court to fight over the inheritance!"Michael and I spent years looking after Mom. Why doesn't she consider all the time and effort we put into that, huh? All she cares about is money!"And her daughter, Cassandra, is the biggest ingrate I know. Her grandma has always doted on her since she was a baby, but now? She's coming after her own uncle! Just what did we do to end up with relatives like them?"The group chat exploded instantly. Aunts, uncles, and a litany of distant relatives popped up, and the overwhelming majority of them took Uncle Michael's side."Monica, it hasn't been long since your mom passed on, and you're already causing such a scene! How is this appropriate?""Michael spent eight

Chapter 9

On the day of the trial, Uncle Michael brought an entire posse with him. Around eight of the extended family members filled up the gallery, looking like they'd come to intimidate Mom into submission.Mom was a little nervous. Her palms were covered in sweat. I squeezed her hand and said, "Don't be scared. We have evidence to back us up."Mr. Hudson started by laying out our claims. We were requesting that Grandma's estate be divided according to the inheritance laws, including the property and the money that had been taken from her accounts.Then he presented three key pieces of evidence.The first was Grandma's handwritten letter. The handwriting authentication report confirmed that it had been written by Grandma herself.The letter clearly stated that half of the house should go to Mom. It also recorded that Uncle Michael had taken money from her account and that Aunt Fiona had withheld her medication.Uncle Michael's lawyer raised an objection, claiming that the handwritten le

Chapter 10

The verdict was issued on a bright, sunny day. The court ruled in Mom's favor.The house would be divided according to the inheritance laws, with half going to each heir. The 50 thousand dollars Uncle Michael had withdrawn, along with the remaining balance in Grandma's pension account, had to be returned to us after deducting an appropriate amount for reasonable expenses.Mom also got Grandma's emerald bracelet.Uncle Michael didn't appeal the judgment.Once we walked out of the courthouse, Mom stood on the steps and stared at the sky for a long while. "Cassie, how I wish your grandma could see this. She'd be so happy."I took the bracelet out of my pocket and slipped it onto her wrist. "I'm sure she's watching us now."Mom glanced down at the bracelet, and her tears fell."I'm sorry, Mom. I've been a pushover my entire life, and you suffered because of that."She was speaking to Grandma. I placed my hand on her shoulder and said nothing.We ended up buying out Uncle Michael's

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