NovelBookTheo tookdownstairs.
The people downstairs had not left yet.
When a woman saw us walking downstairs, she walked over and asked the butler, "How's Mother doing, Morgan?
Is she feeling better? Did she ask to meet anyone?"
The butler shook his head and responded in a respectful tone, "Madam Mathilda is doing very well. My apologies,
Ms. Seline. Madam Mathilda has yet to tellthat she wants to see anyone." "Why doesn't mother want to see
us?"
Seline looked annoyed and complained," Does she know what point in tis it? When does she plan to meet
us?"
| pursed my lips, sensing that something was amiss.
The butler led Theo andto the lounge. He ordered the servants to serve desserts and drinks before leaving.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| looked at Theo and asked, "When are we going home?"
"Don't be in a rush to leave yet. Mr. Grant isn't even done with his business yet."
The sudden invasive voice madestunned.
| turned around and saw Tory.
It turned out that there were two doors in this lounge, which madea little speechless.
Tory was holding a file and leaning against the door frame, still looking as idle as ever and not the least bit
serious. Frivolous was the only word anyone could think of when they saw him.
Theo did not look back at him. He lowered his head, seemingly thinking about something.
Tory walked over and placed the files in his hands on the coffee table. He said to Theo with a smile, "Grandma
wantsto pass this to you. Everything is clearly written. If you're worried about any mistakes, you can get
your lawyer to cover and have a look. Sign it if everything's okay."
I looked at the file. It was a contract from the Limbia Chamber of Commerce.
Theo picked up the files without looking at them very carefully and put down his signature directly.
Tory raised his eyebrows. "You're quick."
After taking the contact from Theo's hands, he took a glance and said, "Alright, that's all. We'll count on you from
now on, Mr. Grant."
Theo nodded with a serious expression. ' Thank Madam Mathilda for me. | won't let her down."
"Sure." Tory sat on the sofa. "You own a big business, Mr. Grant. Are you planning to build a huge business
empire?"
Theo pursed his lips, not intending to answer him.
Tory was still about to say something else when the butler suddenly barged into the room and said in a panicky
voice, "Sir, Madam Mathilda... has passed."
This was so sudden that Tory's body stiffened. He stuffed the files into the butler's arms. "Keep these safe."
After saying that, he left the lounge in quick steps.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe butler looked at us and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Grant. Madam Mathilda's passing
is so sudden that I'm afraid we won't have tto entertain you. Please forgive me." Theo nodded and got up,
saying, "We'll go upstairs to pay our final respects to Madam Mathilda."
"Okay."
In Mathilda's room, there were many people kneeling on the floor.
The direct descendants were all kneeling in front of Madam Mathilda's bed. Swere screaming and wailing,
while sshed tears in silence. Others were quiet.
When Seline, the second lady, saw the butler walking in, she quickly got to her feet and ran over to ask,
"Morgan, where's
Grandma's will? Did she say anything before she passed?"
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Her question had made everyone turn to look at Morgan.
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