The day my grandfather die:d, my sister showed up at my office with four lawyers, demanding I sign away the estate. I just smiled, sipped my tea, and said, ‘Tomorrow morning, it will all be resolved.’ She had no idea what was coming… The quiet hum of my architectural firm was shattered by the intercom, my assistant’s strained voice crackling through. “Ms. Mitchell, your sister is here… with counsel.” Before I could even reply, the door swung open. My sister, Caroline, swept in like a storm syste