With nothing, in nothing.

They looked at him puzzled. Yukio took off his glasses just to make sure with his own eyes that it was true. Yuselso took another cigarette, brought it to his lips, and lit it without any hurry. Mrs. Tanarro looked at him in awe, placed a hand on her chest, and sighed. It seemed that everything had ended favorably for the Tanarro's interests.

"Jina, I know this news hasn't been easy for you, especially considering that you have traveled hundreds of kilometers to come here and discover this truth. However, you cannot renounce what has been inherited," the lawyer smiled at her, trying to reassure her, and continued reading the additional clause imposed by Kai.

"I know very well that it has always been the desire of my ancestors that a person from the Tanarro lineage inherit the fortune that we have amassed for centuries. However, if Jina Sotomayor voluntarily decides not to accept the inheritance, it should be fully distributed to charitable institutions."

Mrs. Tanarro immediately understood everything. Her nephew had been very cunning in placing that and other additional clauses that favored the girl. In other words, if it wasn't for her, it wouldn't be for anyone. She smiled placidly as she sat in the middle of her astonished children.

"Well, Hidalgo, you win... We will move to the apartment-suite that Kai has left us. We will not argue about the will anymore. We accept that it is legal, and we won't have any objection."

She spoke calmly, as if the altercation from a few seconds ago had never happened. Her two sons turned their gaze to her. They knew she was lying. They knew their mother like the back of their hands. They remained silent as she finished speaking.

"I apologize for my attitude. It's not easy for a new member to suddenly appear in the family. We have been very rude to Jina. Could you forgive us?" She smiled at the young girl, intertwining her hands with hers as a gesture of "cordiality."

"Of course," Jina replied, smiling timidly.

The limousine was heading back to the grand mansion, slowly making its way through heavy traffic.

"Forgive us? Mother, what was all that?" He looked at her perplexed, protesting against his mother's conciliatory attitude. "You don't think this is going to end here, do you?"

"Of course not," the woman replied. "I was just trying to be cordial, for now it's not convenient for us. We will find a way to get her out of the way. No newcomer will keep what is rightfully ours. So, I want us to be cordial and friendly with Jina. Am I clear, Yuselso?"

"But... Mother..." the younger one protested, then glanced at his older brother, who was still engrossed in his laptop. "How can you be so calm?"

"She's just a thorn in the shoe. She needs us. I don't think that brat has any idea how to handle the family business. Mother is right, we'll be cordial and friendly. At least you will make the effort to be her friend... her best friend."

"Me? Friends with that raggedy girl? Oh my god, Yukio, have you seen how she has her hair full of colors and all messy? Don't ask me for so much! Why should I be her friend? What about you?"

"Yuselso, those things about human relationships are not my thing, so I leave that to you. Try to earn her trust, take her out, and introduce her to one of those loose friends of yours that you usually hang out with. I don't care how, just make yourself her friend... After all, you two are almost the same age." He spoke frivolously, hiding his angry gaze behind the screen of his laptop.

"Yukio, he's right," their mother replied, looking out the limousine window. "Listen to your brother. Why don't we introduce her to one of those girls, someone who can help us strip her of everything…"