Nothing about it seemed inherently suspicious.
"Where is the old master's body now?" Quentin wanted to see.
"The matriarch ordered him to be moved to the preparation room. He should be there now, with the mortician cleaning the dirt off him. We carried him over ourselves."
"The will has already been prepared, hasn't it?" Quentin asked.
The butler nodded. "The lawyers have already been summoned. They will be here shortly to read it."
Quentin didn't ask anything else.
Madeline knew that ever since Arthur stepped down from the chamber of commerce, he had been backing Lucius.
And recently, he had completely restored Lucius's position within the company.
He had even publicly declared Lucius as the heir to the Whitman Group.
There was no doubt that Arthur's shares in the company were meant for Lucius in the will.
Otherwise, there would have been no reason to groom him for so many years.
Suddenly, Madeline heard a voice.
"Mommy!"
She turned around.
She saw Lucius walking in from outside, holding the boy.
Lucius looked terrible—after all, it was his own grandfather who had just passed away.
Upon hearing the news, he had dragged the boy out of bed and driven straight back to the estate.
The moment he put the boy down, the child spotted Madeline in the crowd.
He ran straight toward her.
He stopped right at Madeline's feet.
Madeline hadn't expected the child to grow so attached to her.
Yesterday, he had sent her several messages on his smartwatch.
Along with a few stickers.
They were virtual flowers for his mommy.
Madeline felt genuinely touched.
She gently patted the boy's head.
Suddenly, another voice drifted over.
"Well, if it isn't little Leo?"
The woman who spoke was dressed provocatively.
Madeline turned her head and came face-to-face with Liliana.
Liliana was heavily pregnant, yet completely ignored the cold, wearing a revealing outfit and a full face of makeup.
Lucius was also shocked by Liliana's arrival.

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