Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Chapter 328

Chapter 328

"What is it?" Kiki asked, puzzled.

"My father's will," Yvette replied.

Before James had died, he had privately made an additional will as he had been worried that the company would end up in the hands of his profligate son.

According to the will, part of it allocated one billion dollars to Yvette, and another part stated that Yvette could take all his inheritance, including Snyder Group, if she chose to.

Yvette had had the will this whole time, but she had neve revealed it. If she did, the will in Yara's possession would lose its legal effect.

When Yvette had just graduated, she hadn't known how to manage a company and hadn't wanted to take away the assets from Yara and Terrence.

Besides, even though she'd had the will, she had known that it wouldn't be recognized if she didn't have any backing.

But now things were different; Yvette was no longer the soft-hearted girl she used to be. If Yara and the likes of her pushed Yvette too hard, Yvette wouldn't be afraid to fight them to the end. Upon hearing this, Kiki was incredulous. "I see. But Snyder Group is gone..."

if I pursue it?"

"Then, they would have to return it. Even if

don't really want her to return it; I just want

but pinch his cheek. Zachary quickly dodged in annoyance. As

curiously. "We didn't order any delivery. Who could it be? I'll go

and went to look through the peephole. Then, she saw someone standing at the door wearing a

a few times before she had found out that Yvette had come to Tirion and was temporarily staying with Kiki. The two were renting an old apartment building, which had taken her a while to find since she had been afraid of

video had gone viral worldwide a few months ago, Yvette and

I'll go ask

"Alright."

ask innocently, "Mom, is

since she hadn't mentioned

told me

worry, no one can bully

were talking, Kiki came back and told Yvette that Daphne had come to apologize and wanted

Yvette had Zachary go to his room

was heading