Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Peanuts left.

It hit him that he had stood up a little too quickly so he sat down again, he needed to know about the distribution of shares before making any decisions.

“You have said a lot but we have not heard anything about the corporation, specifically my father’s shares. I hope that nothing funny was written in there, it’s already popular knowledge that i am the next chairman of the corporation so they should all go to me. My inauguration has been scheduled already.” Ekhart’s lips danced with a hidden smile that he was trying to hide.

If he could get his hands on those shares, there would be need to sell company secrets and move abroad. He could stay in the country and continue living large. Unlike his miserable siblings and their offsprings, at least he still had one thing and it was the most important.

Ekhart could hardly contain the joy and he stood up again, giving Cornwell an expectant look.

Mr. Cornwell let out a short heavy sigh. “Mr Ekhart Verdemont please, take a sit.” He requested politely but the man only dismissed him with a wave.

Cornwell shrugged his shoulders and figured he might as well get it over with. “About the corporation, your father ordered that it is managed by DP holdings as well and he gave them his shares, management rights as well as power of attorney.”

Ekhart stiffened, it was like he had been struck by lightning or a bullet that had been fired directly into his heart. All of the sandcastles he had built in the air came crushing as his dream of being a wealthy chairman flew away.

“What…what do you mean? I am the first son! That corporation is my birth right. I am supposed to take over just like my father took over from his father and so on.” He pulled his shoulders closer to his body.

In denial, he slowly sat down and shook his head continuously, muttering ‘impossible’ over and over again.

“Explain this very well.” Paul ordered, he was disappointed that it wasn’t left to him as well. If not him, his son was an option too, his character was better than Brandon’s at least.

Mr. Cornwell flipped the pages to the clause of interest. “The Corporation will be under the management of DP holdings but not forever. DP holdings, together with T&C law firm will study your behaviors and ways of life to see how you progress on your own This can be considered a test of character.

After some years the company management rights will be given to the most suitable Verdemont, someone honest and competent. I did this because I want you to be remorseful especially Ekhart, my first son who has disappointed me the most. I want you all to change your ways and nurture a better generation of Verdemonts our ancestors will be proud of.

Let me be clear, this offer is not extended to my sons and daughters, their chance has come and gone. I want you all to know that i feel no remorse for the drastic measures i have taken for i cannot entrust the livelihood of thousands of our employees in the hands of beasts like you.

Oh, one last thing, i hired hackers to drain the money in your private accounts as soon as the reading of this will was started. Ten thousand dollars is all you are left with each right now, i advise you to spend it wisely. If you are unhappy, you know where to find me.”

Cornwell’s tongue pressed on the word beasts as he found them to be that, exactly.

No sooner had he finished reading that clause when Ekhart let out a painful groan. He raised his clenched fist to his chest and fell to his knees.With trembling hands, he checked his phone and realized that he had indeed received a notification from the bank in the form of a text.

Hundreds of millions from his accounts were gone and it was the same for everyone that was scrambling to call and confirm this with their banks. However, at that time of the night, every bank was closed and they could get no help.

There was more fainting and more people crumbled and wailed.

Ekhart’s heart had never been broken like this before. Hot tears fell from his eyes, he could not even hold them back.

“It’s over,” he mumbled.

“How could he do this to us! his family. Leaving us with peanuts and giving away everything to unknown people including the servants.” Emilia wailed, her eyes shut tightly.

She vowed to fight to the last drop of her blood to reclaim everything the old man had given away. Poverty wasn’t something she signed up for when she married Ekhart. If it came to the worst she planned to divorce him and return to her Lawson family which still had wealth and influence.

Paul pointed his index finger at the lawyers. “This isn’t over just yet, we are going go fight this.”

Cornwell narrowed his eyes and stared at him. “I strongly advise against that, I’ll tear you to shreds in a court of law. This will was carefully drafted, there are no loopholes for you to contest it. Your grandfather left behind a video recording of himself drafting this will so no judge will rule in your favor. Besides, do you want to waste the little money you have left on lawyers yet you won’t win?”

“Mr. Cornwell, are there any other wishes he wanted us to fulfill?” Nina asked, she was ready to do anything after all he had showed kindness to her.

Even her account had one million left, as long as she nurtured her children well, maybe one of them would be the one to lead the company in future.

“For the Verdemonts that is all, i advise that you do as he requested such that the corporation can return to the family someday.” Cornwell advised.

He handed the copies of the medical forms, the written will and a copy of the recorded will on a flash drives to his assistant who passed them around.

Some of the Verdemonts rejected them saying that they had no use of the information in there. But others like Paul that still harbored the idea of taking things to court gladly accepted theirs.

Paul began to read through his copy hoping to find a loophole that he could use to challenge his father’s will.

“On each of those flash drives handed to you is a special message to each and everyone of you. I know that right now it seems like the old patriarch was unfair to you but with time I hope that you understand that he wanted to save you from yourselves.” Cornwell closed his brief case.

“Phoebe Mayfair? Isn’t that the shaman girl that found Linda?” Paul’s out of the blue question earned him attention from everyone including Cornwell.

“Seriously Paul how is that important right now?” Ekhart barked like a hungry dog.

Paul stood up and pointed at the name which was clear in black ink. “Why is Phoebe Mayfair’s name in here on the list of people that must receive a copy of the will?” He quizzed the lawyer who was about to leave.

Cornwell paused and looked at the curious family. It gave him great pleasure to see them so drained of arrogance.

“Well that is none of your business, i believe we are done.” He excused himself and left.