Yora, however, sneered. "You don't worry about that. While you're head of the family, you're no more than a figurehead-every family matter will instead fall under my control."

"What?!"

Jon almost tripped-so he was only supposed to be a puppet?

What did Yora want? To take over the family?

"That's a big deal, Madam Yimmel. It's not too late-we can go back and discuss this with Grandfather...""

Resistant to the idea, Jon decided to name-drop Mark, but Yora did not even flinch.

Shaking her head in disdain, she scoffed. "You said it, didn't you? The old man's dying and can't decide on anything. As the most senior member of the family, I'm the only one who can make the call." "No, no, no..."

leave a will already... and Dad's

Fleur, who flinched

confidence left Jon at once

Sect-it would look like the patient has suffered a heart attack, but

Madam Lang, did you... But why? Why would you do

as he stared at Fleur in disbelief-despite being as dense as he was, he

two elderly women standing before him, he felt a chill running down his neck all

his grandfather's wives, and his grandfather had

why would they

did they

always lose their sight. Forget taking back the Northstream Lanes which, I must add, was

feud between myself and Henry Lane! Helen's dear grandfather was the one who mocked me right

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