My In-Laws Claimed My $3M House While I Was On A Business Trip. They Refused To Leave, So I Did This

With a deep breath and the crumpling paper in hand, I marched up to my house, ready to confront Harold. The stakes were high, and the air crackled with tension. I pushed open the door, and Harold turned, surprise clouding his features. "We need to talk," I stated firmly, eyes locked on his. It was time to lay down my cards and refuse to be silenced any longer.