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I said and Cole laughs. “That would be too impossible. You said I’m different, I’m not. I’m just like them though I don’t fight with violence. But – I’m still the same. I want to fight with the inheritance. Well! It’s impossible for me to win anyway. You are the legal and true inheritor while we are just a dead weight saved by grandfather.” Cole said as he walks past me towards my room’s door.

Completing the outfit is a sleek clutch in a matching pastel hue, adding a polished finishing touch to my ensemble. As I descend the staircase, I realize that Aurora is nowhere to be seen. Following the sound of classical music and lively chatter, I make my way to the gardens, where the party seems to be in full swing. The scene before me is all too familiar, reminiscent of gatherings hosted by my own family. Elite individuals, dressed in the finest designer clothing, mingle beneath the shade of towering trees and colorful floral arrangements. But behind the facade of sophistication lies a shallow reality. Many of those present likely harbor ulterior motives; some may not even care for the C

--- The waves crash. The stars shine. And somewhere inside the house, a child dreams, and two women watch over her. Not because they're afraid. Because they've learned that the inheritance of light — of love, of listening, of staying — is the only inheritance that matters. And they're finally ready to pass it on. End of Chapter 175

"It's me." My tone was firm, but there was helplessness in it, too. The three of them were so angry that they nearly hit me. "We think it's you, too, but the point is the Coxes will kill you!" They paced around anxiously. "They clearly already drafted the billion-dollar inheritance agreement. They're just waiting for the heiress to sign it. So why would they kill you the moment you're confirmed as the heiress?" Rebecca clutched her head.

Chapter 692 Have a Talk Alone The word "inheritance" reminded Sydney of some plots in TV dramas. 'In some big families, there are always some hereditary treasures for sons- or daughters-in-law.' 'Thus, the bracelet may have the same meaning.' 'After all, TV dramas' plots come from life, and the Flint family is big. It isn't surprising that they have a hereditary treasure for sons- or daughters-in-law.' Sydney didn't speak out her thoughts.

“Mama… she said the other one is awake now. And she’s looking for you.” Savannah held her child close, heart clanging against her ribs. Colton entered, drawn by instinct. “What is it?” “She’s remembering things she’s never been told,” Savannah whispered. Colton looked at Eva’s pale face. “It’s started.” Savannah’s voice was hollow. “What has?” He looked between them. “The inheritance. Not of blood. Of memory.” Eva closed her eyes and said, “The girl in glass is bleeding again.”

I asked in astonishment. "That gold was inherited by Grandpa from our ancestors, which was hidden from Alamid's knowledge because Alamid was greedy in power he wanted to surpass Grandpa.. but he could not surpass Grandpa until he got Grandpa's wealth which was yours he inherited everything! " "Why just me.. why don't you inherit," He smiled at me. "Grandpa has a superstition believed.. when a woman inherits the thing she keeps.. it won't disappear and it will grow over time. Because when a man is said the result is not good,"

I shook my stinging hand briefly, then answered with a sneer, "Of course it's me, you idiot!" Maya widened her eyes, her face filling with disbelief. She turned her pleading eyes toward Matthew. "I've never said that I'm the heir. Nic is more outstanding than I am, and I have no interest in being the heir." Maya's eyes dimmed. "Why—" Ruby yelled, "That doesn't make any sense! How could a daughter inherit the family's assets? Isn't that the same as handing the family's assets away? Daughters are just a waste of space because they get married into other families sooner or later!"

“Then Marcus gets a Pyrrhic victory. He might get the inheritance, but he’ll lose the company. The board won’t follow him after this, they've seen who he really is.” After she hung up, Selene looked at Avalon. “Would it be okay If we lost the inheritance?” “Truthfully, I don’t know. That’s Pierce Holdings, everything Nene built and all I’ve protected for ten years.” “But would we be okay?” Avalon thought about that. “Yeah. We’d be okay. I have Nexus and I have enough money. We will survive.” “More than survive?” “Yeah. More than that.” Selene felt something release in her chest. She confirmed the inheritance mattered, but it wasn’t everything they were.

Just one: Inheritance. She stared at it. Inheritance wasn’t about capital. It was about ideology. Control versus transparency. Protection versus exposure. Love versus architecture. Inside, Alessandro’s phone vibrated. Dante’s response. He read it slowly. Then looked up at Elara. “He agreed,” he said quietly. “To what?” she asked. “To the summit.” Silence. “He wants it at the townhouse.” Of course he did. Legacy ground. Elara nodded once. “Good,” she said softly.