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    Earl Poulos appeared genuinely puzzled.


    Katelyn, too, found herself caught off guard.


    She had overheard Dale’s conversation with the debt collectors, where Earl Poulos’ will was mentioned. This led her to question whether Earl Poulos had ever had a will in the first ce. Was it possible that Dale had invented the whole story just to calm his creditors?


    Suddenly, Dale jumped to his feet, his voice filled with disbelief. “Uncle Dous, what are you saying? You have no children, and I’m your only nephew. If you don’t leave thend to me, who else would inherit it?”


    The thought of losing thend was something Dale could not ept.


    Earl Poulos responded calmly, “I intend to leave it to whoever proves to be the most deserving.”


    Dale’s expression turned into one of derision.


    “Uncle, you can’t still be holding out hope for your abducted child, can you? It’s been so many years. If he were still alive, he would have returned by now.”


    As Dale spoke, his tone shifted to something more sycophantic. He moved closer to Earl Poulos, trying to win his favor by massaging his shoulders.


    “We are all the family left. Instead of waiting for someone who isn’ting back, why not pass thend to me? I’ll ensure it’s cared for.”


    Katelyn and Vincent had already reviewed Earl Poulos’ background.


    They knew Earl Poulos had lost his only son when he was just a toddler, never to be seen again.


    Earl Poulos gripped his cane tighter. Standing nearby, the butler quickly chimed in, “Mr. Poulos, this is too much. The young master will return one day.”


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    “I’m speaking to my uncle. Why do you think it’s your ce to speak?” Dale scowled, ring at the butler before turning back to Earl Poulos. “You once said I would inherit thend. Are you breaking that promise now? I would hate to think my uncle is a man who doesn’t keep his word.”<fna553> Latest content published on findnovel</fna553>


    “You can have anything else, but not thisnd. Someone like you would lose it in a casino within days,” Earl Poulos replied without hesitation. He knew Dale all too well. His nephew was a greedy man, constantly looking for ways to squander whatever he had.


    He could only see the immediate rewards in front of him and failed to grasp the bigger picture.


    A man like that was never going to achieve anything substantial. No matter how much he received, it would all be wasted.


    Dale’s expression shifted to one of false admiration. “Uncle, I’ve changed. I’m a different man now. Don’t judge me for what I did before.”


    Earl Poulos shook off Dale’s hands and stated firmly, “The conversation about thend is over. As I said, you won’t be getting it.”


    He refused to budge, leaving no space for further argument.


    At this point, Dale’s frustration boiled over. “Why are you bing more and more unreasonable as you age? Giving thend to me makes the most sense!”


    What used to be a close bond between uncle and nephew had turned into a tense standoff over thend.


    To an outsider like Katelyn, it almost seemed tragic for Earl Poulos. His child had vanished years ago without a trace, and the only rtive he had left was an utter disappointment.


    Meanwhile, many others were circling like vultures, eager to im thend for themselves.


    Earl Poulos’ patience was clearly wearing thin. He gave a dismissive wave to the butler and instructed, “Take him out. From now on, he can never enter my home without my permission.”


    The butler moved immediately, ready to remove Dale from the room.


    Dale might have been younger, but his years of drug abuse had left him weakened. He struggled against the butler, but he couldn’t fight back. He was almost dragged to the door, still shouting defiantly.


    “Do you really think you can keep this up, old man? When you’re gone, everything here will belong to me. Let me make this clear—no one else will get their hands on thisnd! No one but me!”


    Dale’s attitude was insufferable. His arrogance and hostility were evident in every word.


    Vincent watched the scene closely. The more he observed, the more he questioned Earl Poulos’ intentions. He decided to look deeper into who would ultimately inherit Earl Poulos’ estate and why.


    Once Dale had been removed, a heavy silence settled over the room.


    Earl Poulos then shifted his attention to Katelyn. “How old are you, and where are you from, youngdy?” he asked.


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