Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 671

The next few days passed uneventfully, and Nyla’s tension eased a little.

Just after she and Mason finished dinner on Friday night, she suddenly received a call from Brandon.

“Aunt Nyla, can you bring Buddy to the hospital right now?” Brandon asked.

Nyla paused for a moment before speaking. “What happened?”

She wasn’t particularly close with Brandon, so why would he suddenly ask her to come to the hospital? Could something have happened to Damon?

The thought made her heart skip a beat, and her face paled.

“My grandfather passed away late last night. The lawyer came today to read the will, and he said both you and Buddy need to be present,” Brandon explained.

Nyla was shocked. She hadn’t expected Richard to pass away so suddenly.

She asked again, “Didn’t he seem to be in good health not long ago?”

Brandon sighed and spoke softly. “I’m not sure either. The doctor did say he was gradually recovering, but last night, he suddenly…

“Anyway, let’s not dwell on that now. If you’re available, could you please bring Buddy over? Grandpa must have left something for him.” Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Nyla frowned, feeling somewhat resistant. “Even if he left something for Buddy, we don’t need it.” When Richard was alive, she never expected anything from him, let alone now that he was gone.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before Brandon’s somewhat helpless voice came through again. “But if you don’t come, the lawyer won’t read the will. Everyone has to be present. Could you please come this one time?”

Remembering how Brandon had helped Valarie before, Nyla thought momentarily and eventually agreed, asking him for the hospital and room number.

It took about an hour for her to arrive at the hospital with Mason.

Inside the room were Brandon, Cyrus, Anne, and Damon.

As soon as Anne saw them, she sneered. “Mr. Frampton, have you lost your mind? Why are these two irrelevant people here for the reading of my father’s will? If I’m not mistaken, she’s already divorced from Clark, right? What place does she have in the Sumners?”

Her tone was sharp and unpleasant, barely stopping short of outright insulting Nyla.

Naturally, Nyla had no intention of responding politely.

However, before she could speak, Damon coldly interjected, looking directly at Anne, “It’s because part of Dad’s will pertains to her and Buddy. Feel free to take it up with Dad if you’re unhappy about it.”

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Anne’s face turned pale as she pointed angrily at Damon. “What do you mean by that, Damon?! Are you cursing me to die too?!”

Damon shot her a cold glance. “If you keep treating them this way, my words might just come true.”

Anne glowered but dared not speak again. She knew that when Damon lost his temper, he could be ruthless, even to his family.

Once the room quieted down, Parker finally took out the will, preparing to read it.

“Now, I will read the will,” he announced.

As soon as he began, everyone’s eyes were fixed on him. Even Nyla felt curious about the contents of Richard’s will.

“I, Richard Sumner, being of sound mind, leave the following instructions for the distribution of my personal assets to prevent any disputes after my passing:

“First, I bequeath 20% of my shares in the Sumner Group to my grandson, Brandon Sumner. “Second, I bequeath 75,300,000 dollars in personal savings. Of this, 300,000 dollars will go to my daughter, Anne Sumner. The remaining funds, along with all real estate–including a villa in West Saintornia–and other financial assets such as investment funds, will go to my grandson, Mason Summer”