Chapter 470

High-end restaurant. Victoria Schroeder sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly swirling the wine in her glass. She was already stunning without the tribal tattoo—now with flawless makeup and bold red lips, she looked sharp, composed, and not someone that's easy to mess with. "Phoebe Turner's back," Nathan lounged lazily across from her. "Sis, we better stay alert." Victoria took a sip of wine, eyes calm as she looked at her foolish half-brother. Thank god they didn't share a mom. Otherwise, she'd seriously wonder about her own IQ. "Let's team up, shall we? Grandpa's not doing well, and once he's gone, half the inheritance will go to Uncle Miles. I heard Grandpa's planning to give him even more… If he gets too much, Dad's share shrinks, and that means we lose out too…" Nathan tried persuading her. "And don't forget that little witch Phoebe's here to grab a slice too." Nathan always felt like everything in the Schroeder family should belong to him, the eldest grandson. But Grandpa al