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My wife, Shelly Pierce, passed away. She suffered a sudden stroke while I was out of town for work. I rushed back overnight, but I never got to see her again. All I could do was bring home her ashes. Everyone offered their condolences. But right after that, a bunch of burly guys kicked down my door and threw a stack of IOUs for 4 million right in my face. That was the moment I realized exactly what kind of "inheritance" my "dutiful" wife had left me. When I opened my eyes, I realized I had returned to the past. Seeing Shelly packing my bags with that tender look, I smirked. This time, no one escapes paying the price for this "inheritance."