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Zachary stared at her like she was a fool. “Do you think it's that easy? The will is locked in a safety deposit box at the bank. We can only open it if we have all three keys from Dad, the lawyer, and the bank.”

Candace widened her eyes. “It's that troublesome?”

She was genuinely oblivious. Since she came from a mediocre family, she had no idea about these things.

“But Dad dotes on Gwen so much. Would he entrust the entire company to her?”

Her greatest fear was that she and Felicia would be left with nothing. If everything was bequeathed to Gwendolyn, their future would be uncertain. They would lose all semblance of dignity within the Ashton family.

Although a prominent family like the Ashton family seemed so glorious on the surface, it was extremely conservative.

Those seemingly harmonious relatives all wished for one another's misfortune and yearned to assert dominance over the others.

They battled like the scheming royals of past ages, and after years of such struggle, she was utterly exhausted.

Zachary let out a wistful sigh. “How would I know? But Dad won't do that. With so many family members, each one will receive their rightful share.”

He knew that very well. It was impossible to give all of the family's assets to a single person.

However, Michael would definitely give Gwendolyn a greater portion out of his personal bias so that she could have a stronger foothold in the Ashton family.

Upon concluding the call, Gwendolyn went to the bathroom. After showering, she placed a warm towel over her eyes. She had cried so much earlier that her eyes were swollen.

Once they became less puffy, she headed downstairs.

After wallowing in her sorrow, the best way to seek solace was to eat a hearty meal. Perhaps everything would be better afterward.

This was her usual way of consoling herself. However, relationship troubles were uncharted territory for her. She did not know if it would truly make a difference.

As she emerged from her bedroom, Gwendolyn transformed once again into a resilient and determined woman, ready to face the world.

In the living room downstairs, Camille was engrossed in watching television. She saw Gwendolyn coming down and quickly got up.

“You're awake. Let me warm the dishes up for you.”

Gwendolyn asked, “What about the rest? Have they gone to sleep?”

Camille smiled. “Ms. Drache played with them until they grew tired. They've gone upstairs to sleep. Juliette insisted that she sleep with Ms. Drache.”

Gwendolyn nodded. Kids could always get along with one another.

It was all thanks to Ms. Drache that she could sleep for a few hours so peacefully.

Sitting on the sofa, Gwendolyn absentmindedly watched the television. However, she was not paying attention to what was being broadcasted.

As Camille emerged from the kitchen, she noticed Gwendolyn daydreaming. It was then that she remembered Gwendolyn saying that she had broken up with Patrick.

She sighed. They clearly like each other, so why are they always arguing? They're indeed so young. It'll be too late if they come to regret this at my age.

With these thoughts in mind, she took out her phone and discreetly made a call to Patrick.

He was still in a meeting, busy wrapping up the tasks for the next few days before going overseas tomorrow.

It was John who answered the call since he had Patrick's phone.