"Don't be mad, Sis. Bobby didn't get anything as well. I pity you two! The two of you had made so many sacrifices for the family, and he didn't even leave you with anything. This is favoritism!"
"This will will be voided!" Violet's expression darkened as she gritted her teeth. "Just wait, Sebastian! I won't tolerate this!"
Violet snatched the paper from the floor and stormed out of the mansion. The others followed her lead.
The lawyer noticed the expression on Sebastian's face and tapped him on the shoulder. "Your father's will is protected by law, and even if they don't like it, they must accept reality. Sebastian, just make sure you focus on your father's funeral so the others won't think that the family is in a mess at the moment."
"Thank you for the consolation. I knew that they would be furious and might even band together to file a lawsuit against me to get the money," Sebastian said. "I've hired a capable lawyer just in case, and if this really happens, I hope that I can have your support as well."
"Of course. Call me whenever you need me. Contact the other relatives right away and get them to side with you. It will help if this goes to court," the lawyer said.
"Sure. Thank you for the reminder."
"It's nothing. Remember to let me know once the date of the funeral is set."
"Of course."
Sebastian saw the lawyer off and returned to the living room.
It was early in the morning in Aryadelle, and Avery was about to have her breakfast before taking Rose to the hospital.
She received a message on her phone and opened it to find a few photos from Sebastian.
[Congratulations! It's great to hear that you've finally gotten what you wanted.] she replied.
[The others are livid. They are probably going to sue me.] Sebastian wrote.
[Let them, then. Dean was the one who had written the will, not you. Find yourself a skilled lawyer and leave it to the lawyer. Are you going to put a stop to your dad's new project, then?]
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