My 40-Year-Old Son Hired a Lawyer to Sue Me to Get My House but Karma Stepped in Harshly

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James didn’t flinch.

“Actually, I don’t think you do. You’re trying to sue your mother for her house, but what you don’t realize is, you’re standing on shaky ground. Very shaky ground.”

There was a pause on the other end, and I could feel the tension rising.

Brian didn’t like being challenged, especially when he thought he had the upper hand.

“I don’t get what you’re saying,” Brian finally replied, his voice hardening.

James leaned forward slightly, his voice never wavering. “Let me make it simple for you. What you did after your father’s death—taking his car, watches, and other belongings without permission—is a serious offense.

You sold things that didn’t belong to you. That’s theft, Brian.”

I could almost hear Brian’s breath catch. He had no idea where this conversation was going, but I could sense his confidence slipping.

“Are you serious?” Brian snapped.

“I didn’t steal anything. That stuff was mine!”

“No, it wasn’t,” James said firmly. “It was your father’s.

And your mother never gave you permission to take it or sell it. There are witnesses who saw you sell those things. You’re lucky no one’s reported it yet.

But if you go through with this lawsuit, that’s going to change.”

For a moment, the line was dead silent. Brian didn’t respond, and I could imagine the gears turning in his head, trying to figure out how to talk his way out of this.

“You’re telling me I could get into trouble for that?” Brian finally asked, his voice cracking just a little.

“Yes,” James replied plainly. “You could be fined, or worse.

And if you push this lawsuit any further, we’ll bring all of it to light. Do you really want to risk that?”

Another long silence followed, and I held my breath, waiting to see how Brian would respond. When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter, less sure of himself.

“So, what do you want me to do?” Brian asked, sounding almost defeated.

James took a deep breath, keeping his voice level.

“Drop the lawsuit, Brian. Walk away before this gets worse for you. I’ll make sure nothing else happens if you do that.

But if you don’t, you’re going to lose a lot more than just a case.”

Brian didn’t answer right away, and I could feel the tension in the air as he wrestled with the decision. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he muttered, “Fine. I’ll drop it.”

As James hung up the phone, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

I looked at him, waiting for some kind of explanation, but he just gave me that same easy smile. “I just told him the truth. Sometimes, that’s all it takes.”

“You’re something else, you know that?” I said, shaking my head.

“I’ve been told that before,” he joked, standing up to refill his coffee cup.

As I sat there, watching him move around the kitchen like it was the most natural thing in the world, I realized that karma had done its work.

Not in the way I expected, but in a way that felt right. Brian had been stopped in his tracks, and not by anger or revenge, but by the truth. And maybe that’s how it was always supposed to be.

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