She took the first folder from the drawer by the stove and slid it across the island.
Connor opened it.
At the top was the formal notice to vacate.
Below that was a ledger itemizing three years of documented support.
Utilities.
Groceries.
Household expenses.
Insurance.
School costs.
Vehicle costs.
Special requests.
Vacation payments.
Next came copies of the Aspen booking and the screenshot from the chat.
Connor went pale as he turned the pages.
Megan snatched the ledger and scanned it with widening eyes.
“This is insane,” she said.
“You can’t bill family for helping them.”
Evelyn met her stare.
“I was helping family.
You were using me.”
“We have children,” Megan fired back.
“Yes,” Evelyn said.
“And that should have made you kinder, not bolder.”
Connor looked up.
“You’re evicting us?”
“I’m reclaiming my home,” Evelyn replied.
“You have thirty days.
