either you or your brother had a kid, we could at least claw back some of our losses."

In our family, the First Branch, it's just you and Murray representing the next generation. Honestly, we're outnumbered by the Second and Third Branches. If we were to split the inheritance strictly per capita, as the will suggests, we'd be at a significant disadvantage. But if "Looks like it's a no-go for both of us, but Millie's got a bun in the oven, and we can't let that opportunity slip away."

Hertha had an epiphany, "So, that's what this is all about."

"Got it now? As long as Millie's baby arrives safe and sound, we stand to gain at least this much-"

Beverley gestured with a hand.

Hertha guessed, "Fifty million?"

"Think bigger."

"No way, not half a billion?"

Beverley chuckled.

Hertha gasped in shock.

hospital bed, was crystal clear about their

a VIP room; the soundproofing was terrible. She touched her still-flat belly, contemplating

...

improving by staying in the hospital; rest

Beverley

scare had made both Beverley and Millie extremely cautious. For the first couple of days at home, Millie was very careful, watching her diet and keeping her emotions in check, fearing any stress might

of plucking stars from the sky. If she wanted something, he made sure she got it. Throughout this time, Murray never once

Even when Beverley personally

either he didn't pick up, or he flat-out refused to come, quickly ending the conversation

Millie, not even wanting to spare

With a baby on the way and a potential

and Millie's

people just can't sit still. As soon as she felt slightly better, Millie was up to

checkup. When I return, could I trouble you for some of your homemade chicken

by the

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