FakeNovelChapter 1343: The secretary offered a calm reply. "Why not speak to her yourself? She doesn't seem unreasonable." Nikolas gave a short nod. "Got it." His voice carried no strength.
He didn't want more conflict. He was even willing to offer Hamilton a proper apology.
As he moved toward the stairs, a car engine rumbled outside the villa.
He stopped walking.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThrough the window, he spotted McCoy Group's asset lawyer stepping out of the vehicle.
The butler met the man at the door. They exchanged a few words before the lawyer hurried inside. Nikolas overheard the butler's voice down the hall. "Mr. McCoy is waiting for you in the study." The lawyer walked upstairs and gave Nikolas a brief nod before disappearing behind the study door.
That room had thick walls. Not a sound made it through.
Even though he couldn't hear what was being said, Nikolas had a feeling the meeting had something to do with the family's inheritance.
Uneasy, he slipped out of the house and headed across the street to a small cafe.
He waited there for more than three hours before the lawyer finally left the villa.
Nikolas sent him a short message.
Minutes later, the man joined him at his table.
Fresh updates loaded galnovs"Mr. McCoy," the lawyer greeted, calm as ever.
Nikolas rose, gestured toward the empty seat, and said, “Have a seat.” He ordered a coffee for the man and spoke plainly. "Mr. Kelly, you and my uncle have been friends for years. He once said I could cto you if I ever had questions. I won't waste your time." Raul Kelly sat back and waited a moment before responding, "Go on." Nikolas leaned in. "Did my father ask you to make any changes to the original inheritance plan while you were here?" Raul pressed his lips together before speaking with care. "I can't give specifics, but I can say this-your father does consider all his children. That much, I know." The message wasn't loud, but it hit hard.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNikolas lowered his eyes, his voice flat. "Got it. Thank you, Mr. Kelly."
Raul stood up and placed a hand on Nikolas' shoulder. "You've got m potential. If the path you're on feels tight, then carve your own. You'll go far, trust me." Nikolas didn't need it spelled out. His father had never meant to hand him the legacy.
He knew it was coming. Still, it burned.
He stayed seated long after Raul left.
When he finally stood, his elbow bumped the coffee cup. It tipped over, spilling across the table and En dripping onto the floor.
Later that day, he went to Daniela's company. From the outside, he spotted her on a windowsill, sorting through data. Upstairs, Cedric was directing the team at the site. The skyscraper they had taken over was full of movement now. The future felt close enough to touch.
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