As a business tycoon who once stood shoulder to shoulder with Winston, the news of Victor's death should have been locked down. Only when the situation was more stable would they make a public announcement.

Unexpectedly, various media outlets fought to release the news, and it spread across the city like wildfire.

Jameson was the one who released the news. As of now, he was the only one left from the Schmidt family, so naturally, he would inherit the company. He finally got his wish. He climbed over mountains of corpses to reach the height of Schmidt Group's power.

Victor's body was temporarily placed in the hospital morgue. As his relative, Jameson refused to do an autopsy. Since the police did not find traces of foul play, the case was closed as an accidental death.

In the hospital's rest area, Jameson sat up straight on a black leather couch. His arms rested on the armrest naturally and with an air of authority. He closed his eyes and started imagining himself sitting on a throne.

"Dad, in my 30 over years of life, this is the best present you've given me. Thank you for this. Rest in peace." Knocks sounded at the door, and Jameson answered. Carl entered, followed by another man dressed in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a briefcase.

Carl locked the

Derullere, please sit." Jameson smiled

Schmidt Group's legal advisor, but he was also a private lawyer for the entire Schmidt family. He had been working with

Jameson," Jason politely

was clear that he was displeased

events was more or less settled. They were just waiting for the next board meeting

you can read his will to me. After all, I'm the only living relative left in the Schmidt family." Jason sighed with helplessness and sorrow. He retrieved the will,

when Jameson sprang up from his seat and grabbed

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