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Chapter 115: The Will

Penulis: Athena Enchanted
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Alessandra

Father died a week ago, we buried him three days ago and I was going to leave after the burial because people started talking, they started to wonder why I was still here and not in my own house. My pick was Russia, I was going to spend a few days there then relocate to a small island but Mr Corazon, Father's lawyer insisted that I be present for the reading of his will, it was one of his orders to him.

I already know who is going to get everything and who gets what because I was here when we drafted his will, so why do I need to sit down and watch my brothers gloat about their new inheritance to my uncles?

“Good morning, Sasha.” Ma Constantia greets, me as soon as she sees me enter the kitchen.

I look at my Mother and her daughter-in-law, who are in the kitchen, too. Dante has moved in already. “Good morning, Ma Constantia,” I grin. How are you?”

“Come here, eat breakfast,” she says ushering me over to the kitchen island. She comes over every day now, I tried to
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