As Oliver stood there, his expression darkened, and his eyes filled with bitterness. Julius began reading aloud from the will: "The late Mrs. Horton held a 20% stake in Horton Group, three properties—two in Oceanion, one in Clance—and $900 million in savings, along with a collection of jewelry. As per her last will, she has left 5% of her Horton Group shares to her granddaughter-in-law."

Oliver let out a derisive laugh. "You all heard that, right? Even an outsider like Keera gets 5% of the shares, but what about us from the main branch? Nothing!"

Before anyone could respond, Julius glared at Oliver. "You'll shut your mouth until I finish reading."

Oliver sneered. "Finish it all you want. The result's the same, nothing for us."

Julius continued reading in an even tone: "The remaining 15% of her shares will be divided equally between her son, Nathan Horton, her grandson, Lewis Horton, and her great-grandson, Jake Horton. Each of them will receive 5%. The two Oceanion properties go to Lewis Horton, while the Clance property is left to Jake Horton. Her $900 million in savings is to be split equally among the three heirs. The entire collection of jewelry is bequeathed to Keera Olsen."

"..."

The room fell into an immediate silence after Julius finished.

No one moved or spoke. Even Oliver was at a loss for words, staring in disbelief at the document Julius held in his hand.

"How is that possible? This doesn't make any sense... There's no way she left something for us..."

Julius fixed his gaze on Oliver. "That's right, Oliver. Originally, the shares meant for the main branch were intended for you. But because of your actions, all inheritance from your branch is now transferred to Jake."

Oliver staggered back, his legs giving way as he muttered, "No... this can't be happening."

Lewis, who had been standing silently, finally spoke. "Grandma may have favored me in some ways, but she never neglected the main branch. Oliver, do you get it now?"

Oliver shook his head, eyes wide. "No, this is impossible..."

him. "I'm your father! You better hand over those shares

All shares that were

blinking in

disappear?" he

they were throwing him out. He turned to his father, Nathan, desperation

before he could get another word out, Lewis's demeanor shifted,

tolerated Oliver's behavior

him out of here!"

shot him a warning look. "Anyone who dares to

face flushed with anger. "Have you lost your

him to Julius. "Uncle Julius, what do you

hesitate. "Nathan, be

"But—"

Any hint of warmth or filial respect had vanished. "After Grandma's funeral tomorrow, I think it's time you move back to the old house with Uncle

wide. "What did you just

childhood in the old house, right? Well, now you can live there in

it was phrased like a question, the finality in

his son—tall and imposing at six-foot-two, now towering over him in more ways

only coldness in Lewis's

Nathan swallowed.

I'll hand over my father

had in mind. "Don't worry,

else in the room remained silent, sensing the power shift. The Horton family had just

security team arrived and

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