When our dad died, my sister Helga’s true colors began to show. She became obsessed with money, only visiting Mom when she needed something. Mom, tired of her greed, rewrote her will, leaving Helga just 30% of the inheritance. The breaking point came during a heated phone call. Mom calmly said, “I get to decide who receives my money,” to which Helga screamed, “God, I can’t wait for you to die, and I’ll sue for my share!” I was stunned. I knew Helga was selfish, but this was beyond cruel.
After that, Helga harassed Mom daily, demanding she change the will. The stress took its toll, and Mom passed away not long after. At the funeral, Helga put on a show, pretending to mourn, but it didn’t take long for her to turn her attention to me. She started harassing me just as she had done to Mom.
I decided to teach her a lesson. A month later, I called Helga and offered her a deal: “I sold Mom’s house. Even though it was mine, I’ll give you half if you leave me alone. Deal?” She eagerly agreed. I gave her the number to a safety deposit box and walked away. When she opened the box, she found an envelope with three dollar bills and a note.
Helga’s greed cost her everything. The lesson is clear: treat your loved ones with kindness and respect, or you might end up with nothing but regret.
