While Sister Inherits Mansion, Brother Gets Abandoned House and Finds a Hidden Floor There – Story of the Day

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Freddy and Hazel’s sibling relationship fractured over their parents’ will, revealing an unequal property division. Freddy, inheriting a smaller home, discovered a hidden basement, shedding light on his unexpected inheritance.

“I deserved the main house,” Hazel interrupted, as the will was read, defended by her fiancé Mark. “Your parents knew you deserved it more,” Mark smirked.

“Why?” Freddy questioned, irritated by Mark’s arrogance. “All you care about is settling down. I travel and enjoy life,” he retorted.

Mark scoffed, “Your parents knew what was best. You’re not the settling type.”

As tensions rose, Hazel proposed selling both properties for a fair split. Mark opposed, citing their parents’ intentions and economic advantages.

“Freddy, maybe Mark is right,” Hazel hesitated, revealing her uncertainty.

Later, Freddy moved into his new home, uncovering a hidden basement. Despite initial reluctance, he explored and found a collection of his father’s poems and a novel, revealing a hidden part of his father’s life.

“Dad left me this house for a reason,” Freddy realized, sharing his discovery with Hazel. They reconciled, realizing their father’s intent behind the inheritance.

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