INHERITANCE OF WEALTH: THE BILLIONAIRE TWIN

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ed what the lawyer had said while reading the will, a surge of anger coursed through him. He couldn’t believe his grandfather

made his way out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. The marble floors felt cold beneath his feet as

resentment. He couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal that simmered beneath

ered to his reflection, his voice filled w

betrayal. He had always been his grandfather’s favorite, the one he had groomed to take over the famil

m his small, cramped kitchen. Poverty was evident in every corner, from the worn-out countertops to the patc

to his mother’s bedside. Her eyes lit up with gratitude as he approached, the

id softly, his voice filled with

ank you, Sebastian,” she murmured, reaching out to take th

slow and deliberate. He felt a swell of pride in his chest as he watched her, knowing that

e wished he could give her more, provide her with the comfort and security she deserv

stian said, his voice tinged with regret. “

t gently. “You’re doing everything you can, Sebastian

s mother. She was his rock, his guiding light in the

ing voices outside. Sebastian’s ears perked up, his senses on high alert as he strai

she asked, her voi

en, like a beacon of luxury amidst the poverty of their neighborhood, a black

of place in their rundown neighborhood, like a visitor from another world. His min

r house, Sebastian glanced at his mother, a

” he assured her, his voi

Sebastian step out of the house. With each step towards the car, Seb

stian was taken aback. He couldn’t understand why this man, whom he had never met before

lied cautiously, his confu

llected. “Sebastian, I’m Mr. Jennings, the Lee famil

g to make sense of the situation. “Nice to meet you,” he r

nings?” Sebastian asked, trying

rhood. “I’ve come on behalf of the Lee family,” he explained, his to

ant with him? He was just an ordinary guy, struggling to make ends meet in

Sebastian asked, a flicke

be explained in due time,” he replied cryp

but feel a sense of unease. Dragging herself up from her bed, she made her

lawyer, Mr. Jennings, engaged in conversation. She recognized Mr. Jennings imme

ed wealth and privilege, the very things she and Sebastian had been denied for so long. The sight of

to herself, her voice tinged with bitter

presence of the Lee family lawyer in their neighborhood only served to h

hed them with a mixture of resentment and distrust. She knew that what

way back to her bed. She couldn’t shake the feeling of dread tha

ah couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for her and Sebastian. Little did

oming with me?” he asked, hi

ession. “I’m sorry, but I still don’t know who you are,”

stand,” he said. “How about this? Why don’t I come inside your hous

n’t fully trust this man, but his curiosity was piqued. Perhaps if they spoke i

reed finally, noddin

nd immediately spotted Sarah lying sick on a small bed. Recognition flickered

ards Sarah’s bedside. There was a warmth in his demeanor as he approached h

me,” Mr. Jennings said gently, his

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