Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 229

Chapter 229: Luther’s will__1

11:00PM at the Verdemont family house, all the Verdemont’s from the oldest to youngest including a six month old baby that was sleeping in her mother’s arms gathered.

By this time, all the guests that had come for the funeral had been thanked and sent away. This was because after the funeral and celebration of Luther’s life, the most important part had come.

It was the single thing which had been on the minds of the family all day, the reading of Luther’s will. Despite exhaustion and a need to rest, the entire family was sitting in the living room, anxiously waiting for Mr. Cornwell to make his entrance.

Even the Verdemonts that had been living out of Fog country were back, they had not made it in time for Luther’s burial but were right on time for the reading of the will. Bubbles of excitement coursed through their veins as they calculated what each of them would get.

As they waited for Mr. Cornwell, they discussed this and that but mostly talked about Luther, this was because many were holding grudges against him and needed to vent with those that were as like minded as them.

“I cannot believe that old man wanted to fuck us over, death couldn’t have visited at a better time.” Emilia leaned back in the sofa and crossed one leg over the other.

She had a glass of strong whiskey in her hands, the third one for the night. Emilia was not a drinker but lately she had taken to indulging because of all the troubles the family had faced.

She had narrowly escaped being divorced by Ekhart after rumors of an affair with the minister of light plagued her. Her reputation was now similar to Linda’s ill reputation back then. Emilia knew that it was the work of Luther, he had spearheaded the smear campaign to punish her.

Nina covered her five year old daughter’s ears. “Emilia watch your language! There are children amongst us.” She threw her an accusative glare.

“It’s past their bedtime, all children need to leave the room. It’s adult business anyway.” Emilia downed the whiskey and snapped her fingers at the butler, indicating that she wanted her glass refilled.

Slapping the sofa armrest, Nina felt anger radiate through her. She was tired of Emilia’s behavior, lately she acted like she was in charge and nobody cared to put her in her place.

“Who the hell are you to say that? You are a Verdemont by marriage and not by birth. I highly doubt that my father whom you slander every chance you get left you anything. If anybody should be in bed, it’s you after all, you caused Linda’s death and angered my father to his death as well.”

Scoffing at Nina’s words, Emilia shot her a venomous look. “Your father? Oh so now you remember who he was to you? I know that old man left me nothing, I am here to make sure that my husband who is the next chairman of our corporation gets what he is owed.”

On listening to her words, Paul let out a muffled chuckle. He knew that there was no way his father had left the Verdemont empire in Ekhart’s hands. He was the first son but the worst person for the job.

“This is going to be interesting.” He whispered to his son who was dressed to the nines, with Brandon out of the way he was next in line as long as the position of patriarch went to his father.

“Sister-in-law, you can choose other words to insult Emilia, reminding her that she is not a Verdemont by birth is a slap to all the wives that married into this family.” Aretha, Paul’s wife said this to Nina.

The air was loaded with tension as different members of the family eyed each other suspiciously. The longer Cornwell took to arrive, the more the tension grew and the more they traded words.

Mr. Cornwell walked in with his team of lawyers and technicians who set up the projector screen. The air lightened a bit and some people put on their greed filled smiles.

“Finally! How dare he make us wait, after today, we will not be needing your services anymore.” Emilia muttered.

Mr. Cornwell ignored most of the remark Emilia had made. It had not been his intention to arrive late, he had returned home after the funeral, skipping the dinner as he could not tolerate the Verdemonts anymore. He had assumed that naturally since it was late the will could be read the next day.

Imagine his surprise when he got a call at 10 p.m ordering him to report to the mansion and do his duty. Of course it took a while to put everything together and gather his team because they had already retired for the night.

“I am sorry for the delay.” He bowed respectfully as he apologized. “Would you like me play Luther’s video or would you prefer that i read and explain each clause of this will.” Cornwell’s eyes moved around, lingering on Ekhart and Paul especially.

“Read the damn will already.”Ekhart rubbed his hands together, salivating for what was to come.

“Skip the useless parts too.” Emilia flipped her hair, she planned to pull some strings and get Brandon a time served and probation verdict first, the moment she got her hands on that fortune.

“These are your father’s last wishes, why rush it? As his lawyer and that of the corporation i have to do what is best for my client. In this case it’s to make sure that those left behind understand it and also that his wishes are followed to a tee.” Cornwell cleared his voice and opened a briefcase, he went ahead to pull out an envelope.

His little lecture didn’t settle well with Ekhart who agreed with his wife, he needed to get rid of Cornwell as soon as he became boss.

In the first clauses of the will Luther condemned the behavior of his family members. He blamed many for Linda’s death and others for remaining silent and just watched.

Cornwell looked around and he took in the frowns of the quiet Verdemonts who were displeased already.

“It is for this reason that i have been forced to make such drastic decisions.” Cornwell read on. “The Verdemont family home will remain as such, all of you are welcome to it and no one will solely own it. As always, the family home can never be sold no matter what circumstances you find yourselves in. The rest of the houses that I own all over the world will not be inherited by anyone as i have sold them off.”

His words elicited a “What?” From the listeners.

“All of them?” Asked Rumi Verdemont. She had been hoping to get the villa in Magic city. She had often expressed to Luther how much she loved that villa and even lived there every summer.

“Relax Rumi, what is important is the money. We can buy other houses anyway.” Her brother Victor told her.