NovelEnglishChapter 988 Pedro turned to leave, but Jane hurried to block his way. "Grandpa, are you really cuttingoff like this?" Any guilt she had felt earlier evaporated, replaced by bitterness.
Pedro glanced at her impassively. "Think what you want. I have nothing more to say." He stepped past her, his retreating figure as cold as his words.
Jane stared after him, a glint of malice in her eyes. If he wanted to force her hand, she'd have no choice but to strike back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTaking a deep breath, she followed him out of the venue.
That night, Jane returned hbut didn't see Wilhelm.
Frowning, she turned to Wendy and asked, "Where's Wilhelm?" "He's already asleep, Ms. Wilkie," Wendy replied cautiously. "If it's not urgent, maybe it can wait until morning..." Jane waved dismissively. "Fine. You can go." Wendy had assumed Jane intended to wake Wilhelm, so she sighed in relief. She hesitated before asking, "Have you eaten dinner? The kitchen kept sfood warm-" "I'm not hungry. Just leavealone," Jane snapped impatiently, then headed upstairs.
Alone in her room, she sat at her vanity, removing her makeup while her mind raced.
She wouldn't go abroad, and Pedro wouldn't willingly hand over any shares. If she wanted them, she'd have to take drastic measures.
An idea crossed her mind. If something unexpected happened to Pedro before he could write a will, she'd be entitled to an inheritance.
She picked up her phone and called her assistant, her voice cold. "Find out if my grandfather has made a will." "Yes, Ms. Wilkie," cthe reply.
After hanging up, Jane pondered ways to orchestrate an accident for Pedro-something that would leave no suspicion on her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoments later, her phone buzzed again.
"Ms. Wilkie, I checked-he hasn't drafted a will," her assistant reported.
Jane smirked. "Good. I understand." She had nothing to worry about now that Pedro didn't have a will. He was to blfor being so ruthless, planning to send her abroad and cutting off her last chance t@reclaim the company.
She would never let a scoundrel like Theo take over the company.
By morning, Jane went to see Pedro at his residence.
When he saw her, he set down his toast and wiped his hands with a napkin. "Have you made up your mind?"
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