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    Kenny froze as well, caught off guard by the words that hung in the air. Earl Poulos hadn’t even known whether his son was still alive, so there was no chance his son’s name could be in the will.


    Then who was it?


    Who would end up with the castle?


    Furious and almost out of control, Dale shouted, “Who’s getting the castle? Tell me right now! Who’s it going to?” Earl Poulos leaned back into the sofa, his shoulders slumping. His voice was tired, almost distant. “Even if I were to donate this ce, I would never give it to you.”


    Dale’s face turned red with rage, his eyes wide and wild. He looked like he was about to explode. “I’m your only nephew! If not me, then who? Sign the contract and give me the castle now! Do it!”


    Earl Poulos stayed quiet for a moment, then slowly shook his head again.


    Dale’s outburst was starting to get on Kenny’s nerves. “I’m my father’s son. If anyone’s going to inherit, it should be me.” Kenny looked confident, almost cocky. He had already proven who he was. The castle—and all the wealth that came with it—was clearly his.


    Dale snapped his head toward Kenny, speaking through clenched teeth. “Who do you think you are, challenging me? Without me, you’re nothing. You wouldn’t even be allowed in here.”


    Jaxen watched them both, amused by how quickly they had turned on each other. Leaning in, he whispered with a smirk, “Let them rip each other apart.”


    Katelyn’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smile. This was exactly what she wanted. Why bother dealing with these idiots herself when they’d dly do it for her?


    Kenny’s frustration boiled over, and he yelled, “I’m telling you, I’m the rightful heir. The castle belongs to me!”


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    Dale shot back, his voice dripping with anger. “You’re nothing but a fake. You have no right to im this ce.”


    A sh of fear crossed Kenny’s face, but before he could think, he charged at Dale. “You’re talking trash! I’ll shut you up right now!”


    Their shouting quickly turned into swinging fists, with insults flying as fast as the punches.


    Each hitnded with a dull thud, the room filled with the sounds of grunts and kicks, making the chaos impossible to ignore. Katelyn stood off to the side, watching with an amused smirk. She almost wished she had some popcorn to make the show even better. No one had seen thising.


    When people were driven by greed, it usually didn’t take long for them to turn on each other. This scene was the perfect example of that.


    Vincent couldn’t help but nce over at Earl Poulos, curious about his reaction. Even as the two men locked in a vicious fight, Earl Poulos didn’t lift a finger to stop them. He simply watched the chaos unfold, as though it had nothing to do with him.


    Earl Poulos had never openly said who the real Kenny was, but his reactions made it clear he leaned toward the man in ck. Unfortunately, that man was too consumed by his devotion to Elora, uninterested in proving his identity. If he had, he could have imed the fortune by now.


    As no one stepped in, the fight grew wilder, with punches and curses flying. Jaxen, amused, settled onto the sofa with a grin. “Who’s your pick? I’m betting on Kenny.”


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    The loan sharks had been tightening their grip on Dale, pushing him to his breaking point. He was desperate to secure the castle as soon as possible. In his situation, any move seemed fair game.


    The butler, watching nervously from the sidelines, hesitated before quietly asking Earl Poulos, “My Lord, should we stop them?”


    Earl Poulos shook his head slowly. “No need.”


    The butler gave a quick nod. “Understood.”


    When the fight finally ended, both men stood there, chests heaving, their bodies marked with bruises and exhaustion. Without Earl Poulos giving a clear answer on who the heir was, they had fought with everything they had, desperate for control.


    Katelyn’s heart skipped for a moment as she realized what had just happened. This was all part of Earl Poulos’ n. He hadn’t needed to lift a finger. Just a few subtle words had been enough to push them to reveal who they really were.


    No wonder he still held the reins of the castle, even in his old age. This was what made a truly clever person dangerous. With enough skill, anyone could be turned into a tool for their use.


    Jaxen, who had been watching every moment closely, suddenly pointed and shouted, “Look!”


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