A thick silence blanketed the room after the lawyer’s read, leaving the everyone in stunned stillness.
The lawyer looking to be in his early forties paused, glancing curiously at the assembled guests, uncertain about how to continue.
Then Mrs. Shen erupted, her voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "What nonsense!" She shouted, her fists pounding against her thighs in outrage. "I have no daughter named Athena. And I’m sure he didn’t impregnate any idiot outside!"
But you did, Athena thought bitterly, a sharp edge of truth underlying her silence. Mrs. Shen had taken many lovers during her husband’s frequent absences, seeking solace in the arms of others whenever Mr. Shen was called away for work.
Athena had never disclosed this scandalous affair to her dear master, but she suspected he was painfully aware of his wife’s indiscretions—a situation that had only come to a halt after a car accident left her with ugly scars that marred her face.
"I’m sure we all know the Athena being mentioned here is Doctor Athena," The lawyer replied, his tone both calm and authoritative.
"To be honest, I don’t think any of you should be surprised by this. Over the years, none of you have demonstrated any keen interest in the affairs of the academy; only in the money and fame that accompanied it." He set the document aside momentarily to push back against the rising tide of discontent.
"If we can be truthful with ourselves," He continued, "we would all agree that Athena and her friend, Aiden, are the best candidates to take care of the academy."
Athena shared a glance with Aiden, both of them silently questioning the lawyer’s assertion. How could they possibly run an academy when they had moved from this county to the next?
Athena was about to voice her concerns when another outburst from Mrs. Shen interrupted her.
"Well, I don’t agree, Mason!" She spat, her face flushed with indignation. "That old pig should have known better! He should know that family business stays in the family!"
"No foul language against the dead, Mrs. Shen!" Mason shot back, his voice firm as he leveled a withering glare at her. "I suggest you respect Mr. Shen’s dying wishes, or I will personally walk you out of here!"
Mrs. Shen’s incredulous eyes widened further, taken aback by the lawyer’s audacity. "How dare..."
But before she could escalate her outrage, her third daughter, Hua, placed a calming hand on her mother’s arm, silencing her. "Stop, mother. He isn’t done reading the will. Let’s wait until we hear the rest."
Mrs. Shen fumed, gripping her knee tightly, but she fell silent, frustration radiating off her like heat.
"Thanks, Hua, for calming your mother..." The lawyer acknowledged, receiving only a forced smile in return.
He cleared his throat and resumed reading the will, his voice steady and measured. "For the money and property, I have worked diligently with my attorney to pay off my debts and calculate the entirety of my networth, including savings and investments across multiple sectors, all accumulating under a tag of one hundred percent."
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