At the age of 87, I made the decision to leave my entire $4.3 million fortune to three young boys I have never met. These boys are triplets, Kyran, Kevin, and Kyle, who are currently living in foster care across the state.
Meanwhile, my own children—Caroline and Ralph—will inherit nothing from me. It’s a decision that shocked many, especially when my greedy children repeatedly contacted my lawyer, impatiently asking if I was dead yet so they could claim their inheritance.
But what they didn’t realize was that these triplets are far from strangers; they are tied to my past in a way I intend to explain.
My name is Carlyle, and I built my fortune with hard work and perseverance. Over the course of 60 years, I turned a small manufacturing business into a thriving empire worth millions. Throughout all those years, my wife Marcy stood by my side, unwaveringly supporting me through every obstacle, every late night, and every…
