Sophie Smith felt she couldn’t communicate with Eva Miller, especially on such awkward issues.
"Alright, Eva, you should go out too. I’m a bit tired and want to rest for a while." Sophie lay on the bed, wrapped a blanket around herself, and turned her back to Eva Miller.
Eva Miller couldn’t figure out what Sophie Smith was thinking at the mont. She didn’t think much more about it, turned around, and went out, closing the door behind her.
Sophie Smith let out a soft sigh. Suddenly, she recalled the words Asher Land had said to her last night,
that he wasn’t Nathan Land’s biological son.
As she got to know Asher Land better, she realized that he wasn’t as invincible as he seed. As he said, a father like Nathan Land was better off without, but not even knowing who his real father was brought him so pain too.
In fact, Asher Land’s background was more tragic than hers. On the surface, he was a high and mighty, arrogant king, but privately, he lived in such unbearable pain.
Sophie Smith closed her eyes, trying her best not to think about anything.
...
The old Land Family estate.
"Let in! I have sothing to say to Big Brother!" Enzo Land was yelling incessantly outside Nathan Land’s master bedroom, but a few bodyguards blocked his way.
"You can’t go in. The master and the three young masters are having a conversation inside."
"What could they be discussing that I can’t hear?" Enzo Land waved his hand, making a move to storm in.
"If you insist on forcing your way in, don’t bla us for being rude." With that, several black-clad bodyguards pulled out guns and aid them at Enzo Land’s forehead.
"You all!" Enzo Land was so upset he almost couldn’t catch his breath, "You are all rebelling, aren’t you?"
"Sorry, we only take orders from the third young master now."
"Forget it, forget it." Alia Williams, standing by, saw the situation wasn’t right and hurriedly pulled Enzo Land aside, "Just endure it for now. The arrogance of these three brothers won’t last long. Once Nathan Land dies, you’ll be able to seize the Land Family’s power."
It’s clear to anyone with eyes that Nathan Land is dissatisfied with his three sons. If he dies, based on his personality, he wouldn’t hand over his estate to them. Since that’s the case, as long as Enzo Land goes along with Nathan Land now and hasn’t done anything to displease him, maybe, if Nathan Land is in the mood, with a single stroke of the pen, he could give the Golden Era Consortium to him...
Enzo Land was making a perfect plan in his mind.
Little did he know, he would never have this opportunity.
Inside the master bedroom.
Only the three Land brothers and Ace Williams stood there. On the bed, Nathan Land was gasping for breath, his emaciated hand connected to an IV drip, the heavy breathing filling the room with an oppressive atmosphere.
Asher Land took out a docunt and threw it on the bedside.
"We’ve drafted the will for you. Now all it needs is your fingerprint and seal." Nathan Land turned his head and saw the black and white words, a wry smile tugging at his lips.
The signatures on it were already forged flawlessly. All it needed now was his fingerprint and seal to be legitimate.
Nathan Land had controlled others all his life, only to end up being controlled by his three sons and eting such an undignified end.
No, Asher Land wasn’t even one of his own. How could an outsider take the empire he had painstakingly built?
The thought filled Nathan Land with unwillingness.
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