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I need to learn how to manage this grief, how to manage this loss, only it still feels so raw, so painful. *** We’re sat watching a movie. On an actual full-size screen. Even my father’s private residence didn’t have its own cinema. If we wanted to watch movies, we either had to go to the Pack one or we had to make do with a normal sized screen. I’m lounging in one of the armchairs. Ryker is next to me and Khloe and Connor are laid out on the couch stuffing their faces with popcorn. After eating breakfast, Khloe spent the best part of the morning restyling my hair, cutting off all the dead bits, adding layers, making it somehow look like I’d been to an actual salon.

My mother-in-law, Matilda Holmes, is celebrating her 60th birthday today. My husband, Joshua Allen, insists I give a toast to his female intern, Lila Deleon. He says Lila's fresh out of college and has no one looking out for her. As his wife, I need to be the bigger person. My eyes fall on the watch circling her wrist. That 38-thousand-dollar watch was an inheritance Mom left me. I don't cry or throw a scene. Instead, I swap out all 12 high-end courses at the birthday party for takeout. Every single box comes with an IOU taped right on top. "Course one, my parents paid 80 thousand dollars for the down payment on our house." "Course two, I raised your startup capital of 50 thousand dol

- Chapter 26: Favour & Tip - Darius's P.O.V Dinner went on without a hitch, I was a little surprised Elizabeth hadn't tried to insult me or Amoy. Maybe the discovery of her most prized grandchild's company going bankrupt left her more flush than she was willing to admit. I silently watched as everyone gathered around the piano watching Olivia play a sweet melody. She was also another one of Amoy's competitors, I only knew so little of her, though her parents, Joseph and Kayla never stopped bragging about her fashion business.

“But I’m just an old woman, who am I to stand in the way of love? Since this is your doing, you will be the one to explain it to your sister.” Olivia nodded calmly. She had expected this. Alicia had spent the past three months learning etiquette, learning how to behave, but none of that would change where she came from. An unpolished country girl. It wasn’t enough that the family’s bastard was brought in from the countryside, her but her grandfather gave her the most inheritance? Olivia couldn’t stand that. As the next grandchild of age, the inheritance would naturally come to her once Alicia couldn’t stay and had to return to the countryside. So Olivia planned to make sure that happened.

Sebastian said at last. Ivy turned to face him fully. “You’ll lose.” A corner of his mouth lifted. “You’re welcome to try and stop me.” Their gazes locked—not as lovers, not yet as enemies, but as two people who finally understood the scale of what stood between them. Outside, the estate grounds lay quiet, immaculate, unchanged. Inside, Julian Blackwood’s final gift took root. War, dressed as inheritance

Alvarez Corp's stocks had been plunging for several consecutive days. Lewis checked Robert's assets, deposits, and all the real estate he owned. It amounted to nearly 200 billion. As Robert's wife, Nancy had a 50 percent inheritance right. The remaining 50 percent naturally went to Lewis. However, a group of unscrupulous individuals emerged straight after the inheritance was brought up. Almost everyone related to the Alvarez family wanted a share of the pie. Aside from the main building, which was ravaged by fire, the rooms within the mansion remained intact.

But not where the horses graze because she wasn’t sure if eating human remains was bad for horses or not—which is something she oddly specified in her will. “Are you sure?” Dad asks, not doubting Louisa’s skills as a lawyer, but more out of shock of everything that happened. He just lost his sister, after all. “Yeah. She had a lawyer draft this all up and he was good. They thought of everything and even set aside the funds necessary to cover the inheritance tax.” “You get taxed on things you inherit?” I echo, spinning my empty coffee mug around in my hands. “That’s not fair.”

Because by now all of us know exactly how right she was. “If you came here alone with your sister, then you have already learned the part no one wanted you to. Arthur built the machine. Adrian fed it. Vincent refined it. Catherine slowed it where she could and called that mercy. Marian hid what the rest of us could not stop.” The room goes still around that sentence. No more guessing, no more maybe, just roles, clear and ugly. Then Lorna says the one thing I was not ready for. “Elena never intended either daughter to keep the inheritance.” I stop breathing.

She was ninety-five. The reading of their Last Will and Testament shocked everyone. Since her mother was their only living relative who would naturally be in line to inherit, it was expected that the inheritance would go to her parents. Then, they would leave it to Alison in their Last Will and Testament. The room sat in silent shock when the lawyer informed them that Alison inherited the estate house and grounds along with a trust containing more than enough money to care for herself and the estate.

Besides there was something else she could gain from it. Her inheritance. Alice had abandoned her in her time of need. She had giving up on a fight her younger sister had so dearly wanted to participate in. She found peace and joy in the company like Sofia had no part in it. She would have to get her share. And Lily looked like the right person to help her with it. It must definitely be a huge fight in the Lawson's house to get inheritance giving their large number. Lily would surely have experience on how to get a share for her.