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Chapter 6 - The Morning Eviction

At exactly 8:01 AM, the police cruisers pulled into the sprawling driveway, their blue and red lights flashing against the modern architecture.

Inside the entryway, Diane and Eric were in a state of absolute, hysterical panic.

Diane yanked violently at the front door handle as the locksmiths drilled through the heavy deadbolt from the outside.

"Eric, do something!" Diane shrieked, her floral chiffon dress looking wrinkled and disheveled from a sleepless night of packing garbage bags. "Call your bank! We need to hire a lawyer right now to stop this!"

Eric stared at his phone, his face pale with sheer horror. "I can't... my cards are declining! The joint checking account is completely empty!"

When Clara had left the night before, she hadn't just locked the doors. She had logged into her banking portal and transferred every single dollar of her income out of their joint checking account, moving it safely into her private trust account. Eric, who hadn't contributed a dime in three years, was left with a balance of zero.

The heavy front door finally swung open. Two uniformed police officers stepped into the marble entryway, flanking Clara’s attorney.

"Eric Vance and Diane Vance," the lead officer announced sternly. "You are officially trespassing on private property. Grab your bags and exit the premises immediately."

Kyle, the lazy nephew, was already sprinting out the back door with his duffel bag, abandoning his aunt and uncle entirely to save himself from a criminal record.

"This is my son's house!" Diane screamed pathetically as an officer grabbed her arm and guided her forcefully toward the driveway. "You can't do this! We are family!"

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"You're not family, ma'am. You're squatters," the officer replied coldly.

👉 Read Part 7 to see Eric's desperate, humiliating realization.

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