Chapter 44

Theodore swept a cold glance across the room—instant silence. No one wanted to risk pissing him off now; that'd be a lose-lose for everyone. "When my mom was still alive, I don't remember any of you caring much about her. Now that she's gone, you suddenly want a piece of everything? Do you people even have a conscience?" Davina took a step forward too. Honestly, she'd expected some pushback from the relatives, but this? This was straight-up slander. "Who said she didn't leave a will?" Right on cue, Theodore spoke again in an unhurried tone. As his words landed, the butler entered with a sharply dressed man behind him. The man pulled a file from his briefcase. "This document here contains the will Old Mrs. Chambers drafted two years ago." Truth be told, even Theodore had only found out about it recently. This man—Mr. Riley—was his grandmother's private attorney back in the day. But since she'd been homebound for the last few years, their contact had practically stopped. Turns out, she'd