I Was Given A Rotting Cabin While My Sister Got The Mansion—Until I Opened The Floorboards

caught.

I opened more sacks—silver bars still gleaming beneath their dust, necklaces set with finely cut stones, jade rings, an entire treasure hoard so dazzling it made my eyes blur.

I stepped back, my heart pounding.

At the far end stood a large chest set apart from the rest. I forced the lid open. Inside were thick, old leather-bound ledgers, their continue reading …