“My grandpa put in his will a chocolate bar for each one of his grandkids.”

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I also grabbed responses from threads 1 and 2. 

"That part had SO MUCH SUBTLE SHADE. A lot of 'they know what they did,' 'they are well aware of their guilt in the matter,' etc. They split up about two million dollars among five or six different animal rescues and animal welfare charities. It was around 200 pages long, and I swear I read the entire thing just for the sheer entertainment value." 

"The real kicker is when the lawyer told the primary beneficiaries that she never got around to the bigger assets and all that jazz. She basically told the lawyer, "Pay for our funeral and anything we owe and then family members X, Y and Z can figure out the rest." It ended up being millions in homes, lakefront property, jewelry, antique firearms, vehicles, life insurance policies, stocks, bonds, gold coins, etc. Luckily, the family is very close, and everything went off without a hitch. They were amazing people who wanted to keep family items in the family; they just didn't put that much weight on their incredible wealth. They also hid their wealth amazingly. We all knew that they were very comfortable, but no one had any idea they were deep into eight-figure assets. It was just funny to see a random niece get a set of plastic cups, worn dance shoes, and a check for $125,000."

"The aforementioned friend left a legacy of £5000 if I remember correctly, but her nose was clearly out of joint. Bonus observation: it takes a lot less than £5000 being up for grabs to make families turn against each other. Can get really nasty. One of the most startling things I've learned in my short time in this business."

"Cut to a few years later. I was at a family barbecue at my brother’s house. It just hit me—why not look around? Must have had some unacknowledged suspicion all along. And my vest was at the back of his bedroom closet. My grandpa’s initials on the tag. So I grabbed it and put it in my car while everyone else was in the back yard.

Months later my brother ‘casually’ asked me if I’d ever found grandpa’s vest. I told him, “Oh yeah. Years ago." He couldn’t call me on it because he’d have to admit he took it. And even though we both know what occurred, he is incapable of doing that. Gives me the stink eye when I wear it. Still have my vest and store it somewhere it’s not going to be found." — Pistalrose