Chapter 974

Vilma sat there, seriously mulling over what Robert had just said. After a long pause, she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you being serious, or is this some kind of joke?" Robert raised a hand and rubbed his forehead, looking like he was about to laugh in disbelief. She's actually giving serious thought to how soon I might kick the bucket… "It's for real. I get chased around all the time—one of these days, I might just not make it. And all that inheritance..." He arched his brow with a half-smile. "Over ten billion in liquid assets. Then there's investments, properties, funds… trusts…" His eyes locked on hers. "I haven't tallied it all up, but just the shares alone? Probably worth a hundred billion or more." Vilma's jaw dropped. There wasn't even a word strong enough for what she was feeling. "Terrifying" didn't even begin to cover it. This was wild. Like—mega, ultra, jaw-droppingly filthy rich. She swallowed hard, not even bothering to hide the way her heart was