The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 599 - 611: The Next Family Head (4)

Ivan Myres’ face changed, looking at Louis Cox, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

Louis Cox looked at him steadily for a moment, "I’ve been here all along."

"..."

Ivan Myres’ face slightly changed.

Reagon Sutton, standing by, walked over and began to reprimand in a low voice, "This is not a place for nonsense. Your sister and brother-in-law are waiting to be laid to rest. Whatever it is, let’s discuss it after the memorial service, back at the Myres Mansion."

"Heh." Louis Cox chuckled, "You are right, except..."

He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ivan Myres, sneering, "The choice of the person giving the eulogy seems a bit off, doesn’t it?"

"What’s wrong with it?" Reagon Sutton couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, "Ivan is the old man’s eldest son, doesn’t he have the right to give a eulogy? If not him, then who?"

"Naturally it should be Odin." Louis Cox’s voice was calm, "He is Cesar Myres and Ivy Cox’s firstborn after all."

"Odin?" Reagon Sutton acted as if she heard something implausible, "A twelve-year-old child, what does he know?"

"This... age doesn’t seem to have much to do with it." Louis Cox looked at him, enunciating each word.

"I warn you..."

The warning from Ivan Myres at the side had not yet been spoken when Louis Cox suddenly turned his head and said, "Uncle Murphy."

The steady man standing behind him was Ari Murphy, Cesar’s trusted aide during his lifetime, who grew up in the Myres family and managed many affairs inside and outside the Myres Mansion. He organized and handled the entire memorial service.

When he entered with Louis Cox, many were momentarily surprised, and after the initial shock, everyone watched intently.

At this moment—

When Louis Cox called him, he responded respectfully, gave Reagon Sutton a deep glance, directly took the microphone from Ivan Myres, and solemnly said, "The old man has left a will, which needs to be announced at the memorial service on the spot. I ask all of you present to witness."

"A will?"

Reagon Sutton and Ivan Myres both were taken aback, surprised, "How is it possible? The old man’s passing was sudden, and he was always in good health. How could there be a will?"

"Indeed."

The middle-aged men and women standing behind Reagon Sutton appeared greatly surprised.

Someone sneered, "Ari Murphy, what are you up to? Bringing an outsider to stir up trouble at the memorial service, don’t you owe the old man any respect for the trust he placed in you all these years?"

"Odin is not an outsider." Ari Murphy replied solemnly, "He is the designated next Family Head of the Myres family, as specified by the old man!"

"What!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? A mere child!"

"Someone!"

With support behind her, Reagon Sutton directly shouted, "Get these troublemakers out of the memorial hall, all of them."

The hall fell silent, with no one responding.

Where were the bodyguards?

Each one seemed dead, as if no one heard her speak.

Reagon Sutton was unexpectedly shocked, her face changed.

Ari Murphy glanced at her blandly and directly said, "Lawyer King, please."

"Alright." The middle-aged man with glasses lowered his head, took a document out of his briefcase, took the microphone, and explained to the crowd, "Allow me to introduce myself first, I am Callan King, Cesar Myres’ personal lawyer and legal advisor to the Change Group. This will was left by Mr. Cesar Myres before his death, or more precisely, twelve years ago. It is clearly stated here that the only condition for the will to take effect is... the accidental death of Ms. Ivy Cox."

"Twelve years ago?"

"Ivy Cox’s accidental death?"

"..."

As the lawyer’s words fell, whispers broke out in the hall.

Callan King maintained a calm demeanor, glanced up at the crowd, and without further explanation, continued, "The will is very simple, containing a total of two points. First, upon the will taking effect, if Ms. Ivy Cox has no biological children, then..."

Callan King paused, "All of Ms. Ivy Cox’s assets and Mr. Cesar Myres’ assets would belong to Mr. Louis Cox, her brother. Second, if Ms. Ivy Cox has biological children, then all of Ms. Ivy Cox’s assets and Mr. Cesar Myres’ assets would be equally divided between their biological children and Ms. Ivy Cox’s brother, with Mr. Louis Cox serving as the guardian in charge of all assets while the children are minors..."

The lawyer quickly explained the contents of the will, and the huge hall fell silent once again, as no one spoke.

Reagon Sutton quickly reacted, feeling all sorts of discomfort.

Twelve years ago, it was the time when Cesar and Ivy were together.

So—

Did Cesar leave such an unfathomable will to capture Ivy, the third daughter of the Cox family?

Back then—

She was the legitimate Madam Myres!

Even then, Cesar was able to go as far as to do this for that little whore.

If she were to die unexpectedly, would all assets under both their names belong to Louis Cox?

This is simply ridiculous.

But—

If Ivy had died early and she and Cesar were still married, maybe she could challenge this will.

But now—

Ivy is the legitimate Madam Myres, and besides her two children, all of Cesar’s other children are already adults, with the youngest just recently turning eighteen!

How do you fight this?

All those children call Cesar ’dad’.

He is so heartlessly unkind that the will didn’t even mention anyone else.

Reagon Sutton can’t accept it, and of course, others in the hall who heard the lawyer’s statements found it equally shocking, especially the several women who lived long-term at the Myres Mansion like Reagon Sutton, who have fought half their lives, only to end up with this outcome?

Not a penny left for them?

Furthermore—

The will doesn’t mention them at all!

As if—

They had nothing to do with Cesar at all, becoming a complete joke.