I Took My Parents and Sister In—Then Discovered Their Plan to Steal My House

I Took My Parents and Sister In—Then Discovered Their Plan to Steal My House

I took my parents and sister in when they had nowhere else to go. But one night, I overheard their voices through the kitchen speaker, plotting to trick me into signing my house over to my sister. They thought I was naive—that my kindness would make it easy. So I let them think that. A week later, I smiled calmly and said, “I think I’m ready to transfer the house.”

The greed that lit up their faces told me everything I needed to know. What they didn’t realize was that the documents waiting at my lawyer’s office weren’t a deed transfer—they were a trap.

The smell of burnt coffee hung in the air as Emilia Cortés froze halfway up the stairs, a trembling cup in her hand. She had just returned home from another grueling overnight shift at the hospital. Six months earlier, her parents and younger sister, Stephanie, had been evicted from their apartment in Guadalajara. Without hesitation, Emilia had opened her doors to them.

“Stay here until you get back on your feet,” she’d said warmly. Family meant everything to her.

But that night, hidden in the shadows of the staircase, her belief shattered. Her father’s voice cut through the quiet. “We’ll make her think it’s her idea,” he said confidently.

Stephanie laughed. “She’s too soft. All I have to do is cry a little, say I’m scared of losing a home, and she’ll sign the deed over to me. She’ll never see it coming.”

Emilia froze. Her mother’s nervous chuckle followed.

“Are you sure this is right? It’s her house.”

“She doesn’t need it,” her father snapped. “No husband, no kids, no real responsibilities. That house means nothing to her.”

Emilia’s cup shook in her hands. They weren’t asking for help—they were planning to steal the one thing she’d worked her whole adult life for. That two-story home in Tlaquepaque had taken over a decade of double shifts and sleepless nights to buy. Her pulse raced, but she steadied her breath. Confronting them now would change nothing. Instead, calm resolve settled over her. If they thought she was naive, she’d use it to her advantage.