His Brother Hired a Locksmith to Break Into His House on Camera — Until the Homeowner Spoke Through the Security Speaker

Silus had always been the family scapegoat. While Preston chased fame, racking up massive debts and failing at multiple influencer ventures, Silus had worked grueling 60-hour weeks. He bought this dilapidated property at a foreclosure auction and poured his blood, sweat, and entire life savings into restoring every single floorboard.

Preston, deeply in debt and desperate for a television deal, had promised a network executives that he had just "flipped" a gorgeous property on Pine Ridge. He needed the house to save his career.

So, with the help of Aunt Darlene—a corrupt notary public—and their enabling father, Preston had devised a sickeningly illegal plan.

"I don't care about his pilot," Silus’s voice echoed firmly from the speaker. "Get off my porch."

Aunt Darlene stepped forward, holding up her clipboard so the security camera could see it.

"You don't have a choice, Silus," Darlene sneered, her auburn hair shifting in the morning breeze. "Preston holds the deed now. You signed the quitclaim deed transferring the property to your brother’s LLC three days ago. It’s been filed with the county. He is the legal owner."

The locksmith looked extremely uncomfortable, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "Look, buddy, if he has the deed, I have a legal right to drill the lock."