The Westing Game

From the text:

Today I have gathered together my nearest and dearest, my sixteen nieces and nephews

“What!”
(Sit down, Grace Windsor Wexler!)

The lawyer stammered an apology to the still-standing woman. “I was only reading; I mean, those are Mr. Westing’s words.”

“If it’s any comfort to you, Mrs. Wexler,” Judge Ford remarked with biting dignity, “I am just as appalled by our purported relationship.”