"The will?” J shot up from the sofa, her eyes wide with surprise. “Juniper, what will?"


    "Here." Juniper handed her phone to J, showing her the information she''d just found. “Orville left you two-thirds of the family assets. By my calction, that''s worth a few hundred million."


    A few hundred... million? J stared at the phone,pletely stunned. Had the world gone mad? Since when did her life involve figures with that many zeros? She thought Orville hated her and her mother. Why would he...


    "Guilt," Juniper exined, sucking on a lollipop. “First, you''re brilliant, and Orville thinks you can bring honor to the Wilcox name. Second, he feels guilty about your father and wants to ease his conscience. And third, after being sick for so many years, his mind isn''t what it used to be."


    J listened, her feelings a tangled mess.


    "Do you want it?” Juniper asked, her gaze fixed on J''s face. “Just say the word, and I won''t just get you the inheritance, I''ll hand you the entire Wilcox family on a tter."


    Zorion was the eldest son. J was the legitimate heiress of the Wilcox family. No one else had any right to challenge her im.


    "No." J answered without hesitation, a weary smile on her face. "We may be poor, but we have our pride. If I could, I''d trade all that money to have my father''s name cleared, and to get justice and restore my mother''s honor."


    "Good." After hearing her out, Juniper squeezed her cheek in approval. "That''s my J. You''ve got integrity."


    "However," Juniper paused for a second, "you need to make the Wilcoxes think you want it."


    "Huh?" J didn''t understand.


    "A cornered animal will do something desperate," Juniper exined calmly. "The car ident that killed Ms. Miller''s boyfriend, and even your father''s ident... I doubt they were entirely idental."


    "Juniper, are you saying..." J''s eyes instantly reddened with disbelief.


    "I suspect Yelena''s father was behind it," Juniper confirmed.


    In the fight for power and money, even brothers could turn on each other. But Ezra


    was a clever man; he had destroyed all the evidence from back then.


    Did he really think he could get away with it scott-free? Howughable.


    "So, you want to provoke the


    Wilcoxes into making a move on et


    me?" J''s voice trembled. "And u?e that opportunity to catch them and bring them down?"


    "Clever girl," Juniper nodded, her tone gentle was going to wait a little longer, but now..." She peeled a banana and ced it in J''s hand, her voice turning icy. "Since they re in such a rush to die, might


    dre tmight


    as well oblige them.”


    She would settle this before J started university. It would be the perfect matriction gift.


    J clutched her phone, her face pale, and said nothing.


    "Getting soft-hearted?" Juniper asked, her eyes narrowing.


    "No." J lifted her head, her eyes so red they looked like they might bleed im thinking about,” she said,


    each word deliberate, "what kind of


    punishment would make them


    suffer the most."


    Her father''s death, her mother''s pain, the years of insults and humiliation she had endured... Soft-hearted? Not a chance.


    As she spoke, J took out her phone and unblocked Trent''s number.


    “Juniper, what should I write to really piss him off?"


    Juniper took the phone and casually typed a few words: [That''s right. Your grandpa


    left me a few hundred million. Hehe.]