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Chapter 171 — The Estate Anita

Author: Spli_vena
last update publish date: 2026-09-06 22:45:28

My phone buzzed against the cutting table hard enough to make the pins in the nearby tray shiver.

“The redirection filing hit a wall,” Odette said, no greeting, before I’d even finished lifting the phone to my ear. “Not with Voss. With the estate itself.”

I set down the pattern I’d been working on, giving her my full attention.

“What kind of wall.”

“Donald’s frozen assets aren’t just sitting there waiting to be claimed. There are already six other parties with active claims against the estate.
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