Having made her threat clear, Corinne shot a look at her bodyguards, silently signaling them to step forward and grab the child.
Just as they moved, Jacqueline stood up from the sofa, cradling Dawn in her arms. She cast an icy glare over the crowd before speaking.
"I understand everything you're saying."
"However, your entire argument is built on the premise that my daughter is deceased. So tell me, where is her official death certificate?"
The question instantly silenced the room. Corinne and Melanie exchanged panicked glances.
Scarlett had "died" in Country A, swept away by the ocean. Since her body hadn't been recovered, local authorities couldn't immediately issue a standard death certificate. The Flynn family had been entirely focused on how to use Dawn to claim Scarlett's massive assets, bringing all this muscle and legal jargon to ensure a smooth extraction.
But neither Corinne nor Melanie had thought about the most basic legal requirement.
Without a death certificate, how could they prove she was dead? Without proof of death, none of their legal claims held up. Custody transfers required concrete documentation.
Panicking, Corinne resorted to shouting. "We don't need a certificate! She's dead! We have the police report from Country A as proof! Stop being so stubborn!"


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Why can't these people leave Scarlett alone, damn!...
Really enjoying this novel. 😀...