In the hall, the air seemed to solidify.
Old Lady Carter stared intently at the document, her withered fingers clutching the dragon-headed cane, knuckles turning white.
Her cloudy old eyes trembled slightly, lips quivering, and it took a while for her to squeeze out a sentence from between her teeth, "That old fool... actually!"
Evan Palmer immediately stepped forward, grabbed the property certificate, and flipped through it. His face instantly turned livid, and his fingers unconsciously crumpled the edge of the document.
"This is impossible..."
He muttered to himself, jealousy and unwillingness surging in his eyes. Cloud Lake Villa, which he had coveted for so many years, Old Master wouldn't even concede to adding his name, yet now it's directly given to Emily Parker?
He suddenly looked up, staring hard at Emily, as if trying to discern some bewitching sorcery from her charming face.
Emily herself was also stunned, a trace of complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
