Stepmom's Fate ~upd~ 【EXCLUSIVE】

He read it aloud: "Julian, if you are reading this, you opened the safe immediately. That means you haven't given Elena the letter I left for her in her bedside table. If you had given her the letter first, you would have found the real will waiting for you here. Since you didn't... you get nothing but the house. And the house has a mortgage the size of Montana."

She walked up to the master bedroom—the room she had shared with Arthur for a decade. She didn't pack much. Just her clothes, her books, and a small jewelry box that predated her marriage. stepmom's fate

Typically, she is driven by vanity or a desire to secure her own children's inheritance. He read it aloud: "Julian, if you are

Elena looked at the portrait of Arthur above the mantelpiece. He looked jolly, but his eyes were shrewd. He had been a difficult man to love, and an impossible man to please. Since you didn't

Julian slumped against the wall. "You... you own the vineyard? The one in Italy?"

Elena looked at the wall safe, hidden behind a painting of a fox hunt. "It’s not mine to touch."

Julian smirked, a small, satisfied curving of the lips. Clara didn’t look up from her phone.