Greedy Heirs Tried to Earn Favor with Grandpa to Inherit More — Their Jaws Dropped When the Lawyer Read the WillDuring his last moments, Mr. Lewis was able to see past his family’s meaningless gestures. But when his will was read, nobody saw coming the twist that turned everything upside down because of a little girl’s unselfish devotion.Mr. Lewis thought back on the life he had created as he reclined in his favorite leather recliner, the one that had seen him through many late-night work sessions. He had seen it all at eighty-three.After starting from nothing and putting in endless hours to grow his company, he had established himself as a well-known figure by the time he was in his 40s. But his identity went beyond his wealthproviding for his family of eight children—four biological and four adopted—and welcoming foster children into his house when they had nowhere else to go.His late wife would see him welcome each new child into their lives and would ask with a gentle smile, “You always have room for one more, don’t you?”Mr. Lewis was always decisive. He was a firm believer in giving back, whether it was by providing for the needs of others or by donating to charities. However, as the kids grew older and the years passed, things altered. His house, which had once been lively, fell silently. Unless they were in need of anything, his adopted and biological children did not often pay him a visit. It was how the chats would always begin. Richard, his eldest son, would utter, “Dad, you know how tough it is out there,” with hardly any eye contact. “I just need a little help getting through this month.” His daughter Olivia wasn’t all that different. “Dad, the school costs for the kids are ridiculous. Could you please—” she would begin, and before she knew it, he would be grabbing his checkbook. < The grandchildren did not fare much better. They would visit him exclusively throughout the holidays, observing him as if he were a human bank vault. Although he loved his grandchildren, he had to face the hard reality that they were growing up to view him as a tool rather than as a human being.Mr. Lewis’s physician gave him a devastating diagnosis when he became 83 years old. “Mr. Lewis, you have roughly a month left. I apologize. Even though the words rang in his ears, he handled them with the quiet dignity he had always displayed. He informed his kids and grandkids of the news over the phone that evening. They came from all over the world to his residence in a matter of hours. As the obedient son, Richard arrived with his wife and three children. Olivia appeared next, accompanied by her two girls, wearing a smile that was more akin to a grimace. Even his adoptive children, who were dispersed over the world, found time all of a sudden to return home. “Dad, don’t worry, we’re here now,” Richard reassuringly patted his father on the shoulder. “We’ve got you, Grandpa,” one of the granddaughters, Willow, a teenager who stayed glued to her phone, interrupted.They surrounded him for weeks, giving him hollow words and phony grins. “Can I get you anything, Dad?” Olivia would inquire while passing him a cup of tea that she had not bothered to brew. “Grandpa, you need to relax. Derek, Richard’s youngest son, said, “We’ll handle everything. The youngster gazed longingly at the elaborate paintings that adorned the walls, as though he was mentally cataloguing his grandfather’s collection already.Mr. Lewis watched with heavy heart as it all came to pass. He was able to see through the pretense. They were there for the money, not for love. In an attempt to gain his favor and claim their piece of the pie before he left, they stumbled over one another. Mr. Lewis, though, was not a moron. His children and grandkids quickly turned their focus to what truly important to them once he eventually went away peacefully in his sleep: the inheritance. It was the same on the day of the will reading. With their pretended sorrow long forgotten, they crammed themselves into the lawyer’s office, restless and——->>>PRESS HERE TO READ FULL STORY. Mr. Lewis had lived a virtuous life,