Chapter 145
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The conference room buzzed with tension as we awaited the arrival of Timothy and Ste.
Scarlett, our formidablewyer, sat at the head of the table, her expression a mask of
professionalism. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease, knowing that the meeting thaty
ahead would be a pivotal moment in the ongoing battle over the estate.
As I sat there, my fingers tapping nervously against the polished wood, I couldn’t help but wonder
how we hade to this point. The revtions about the shady dealings of the Hayes family and
the secrets surrounding the estate had shattered the illusion of wealth and privilege that had once
surrounded Timothy and Ste.
Ste had yet to arrive, and I took the opportunity to speak with Scarlett in hushed tones. My
discovery about Andy, Ste’s connection to him, had raised countless questions that demanded
answers.
“Scarlett,” I began, my voice low, “I found out something about Andy. It seems he and Ste are
more acquainted than meets the eye.”
Scarlett’s
gaze locked onto mine, her sharp mind processing the implications of my words. “Go on,” she
urged.
I leaned closer, my voice barely a whisper. “I saw them together, and it didn’t seem like a chance
encounter. They looked… well acquainted.”
Scarlett’s brow furrowed, and she leaned in, her voice equally hushed. “That’s interesting. Ste has
been meeting privately with Andy for a while now, even after she got together with Timothy.”
The pieces of the puzzle were slowly falling into ce, and a growing sense of anger welled up
within me. The idea that Ste had maintained such a connection with Andy while she was with
Timothy was unsettling. But my anger was not directed at Timothy; it was aimed squarely at Ste
and her questionable morals.
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I could feel the anger building within me, a roiling storm of emotions that threatened to spill over. It
was difficult to remainposed in the face of such duplicity, and I struggled to control the rising
tide of frustration.
Scarlett, always perceptive, noted the anger in my eyes and spoke softly. “Evie, I know this is
infuriating, but remember why we’re here. We’re fighting for justice, for what’s rightfully yours and
Timothy’s.”
I blinked in surprise. What did Timothy have to do with this?
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I blinked in surprise. What did Timothy have to do with this?
Minutes felt like hours as we waited, and the tension only grew more palpable with each passing
second. The door finally swung open, and Timothy and Ste entered in a hasty fashion, an eerily
sweet smell drifting off of them.
Ste, as always, wore a facade of confidence, but there was a frantic edge to her movements that
betrayed herposure. Timothy, on the other hand, seemed exasperated and overwhelmed, his
frustration evident as he took his seat across from Scarlett and me.
“Sorry, we’rete,” Timothy blurted out, rushing in after Ste.
The room crackled with unspoken anger and resentment as they settled in the
seats across from us.
Scarlett was the first to break the silence, her voice carrying the weight of authority. “Thank you for
joining us. Finally.”
Ste offered a tight–lipped smile that failed to hide the tension in her shoulders. “Let’s get this over
with.”
Timothy, on the other hand, remained silent, his eyes darting between the faces in the room before
eventually resting on mine. He caught my gaze and turned his attention to the far wall.
As Scarlett delved into the intricacies of the estate dispute, it became evident that neither side was
willing to budge on the issue. Ste clung to her im with tenacity, while Timothy appeared
increasingly frustrated by the deadlock.
Eventually, Timothy spoke up, stunning everyone in the room. “Have you two considered splitting
the estate? I mean, the ce is so big that you could practically house five families in there.
Ste’s reaction was immediate, and her expression contorted into one of displeasure. “Split the
estate? Timothy, that’s absurd! I’ve put too much into this, and I won’t settle for less than what’s
rightfully mine.”
Herwyer, nodded in agreement. “I have to echo Ste’s sentiments. Splitting the estate would not
be in her best interest, given her substantial contributions.”
Scarlett snorted. “Contributions?”
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“Look,” thewyer started, running a hand through his thinning hair, “We’ve been at this for far too
long. I suggest we find a resolution soon.”
I turned my attention to Ste, my frustration bubbling to the surface. “Ste, exin again why
you’re so adamant about retaining the estate? What is it that makes it so crucial to you?”
Ste’s response was maddeningly vague, and she seemed to dance around the question. “The
estate is a part of our future, Evie. It’s where Timothy and I will build our family together.”
The mention of a future with Timothy stung, and I felt my resolve harden. “Ste, you’re wasting
time and money on this dispute when it could be better spent on your wedding. You’re jeopardizing
your own happiness.”
The words hung in the air, and I could feel the tension in the group rising. Ste’s refusal to provide
a concrete answer only fueled my frustration. She was hiding something, and I was absolutely sure
that Andy was involved.
Ste’s grip on Timothy tightened, and she shot me a withering re. “My happiness is not up for
debate, Evie. I’ll do whatever it takes to secure our future.”
As Ste clung to Timothy, I noticed him watching me, his expression strained. He seemed deep in
thought, and I was curious to hear what else he thought of the matter. Their fight in the apartment
hallway still echoed in my mind, and he hadn’t seemed too pleased with the idea of living with her.
I seized the opportunity to suggest a new approach. “Perhaps it would be beneficial for all of us this
time around to actually visit the estate and assess its assets before making any decisions. Seeing it
firsthand might help use to a resolution.”
Timothy nodded in agreement, and Ste and Scarlett seemed to reluctantly concur. Perhaps if
Ste actually saw the property for herself, she’d question its significance. It was a small step
forward in a battle that had grown increasingly convoluted.
“Alright then,” Ste’s attorney said. “We can visit the property tomorrow at noon. I’ll see you all
then.”
As the others began to gather their belongings and make their way to the exit, Ste wasted no time
in grabbing Timothy’s arm, her grip possessive and determined.
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“Come on, Timothy,” she urged, her voiceced with urgency.
Timothy, however, hesitated. He nced around the room, his eyes meeting mine and lightly shook
her off.
“Give me a moment, Ste,” he replied, his tone weary.
The room gradually emptied, with everyone making their way out, leaving only me and Timothy
behind.
Finally, he spoke, his voice tinged with regret. “I’m sorry for getting you tangled up in all of this,
Evie.”
I paused, meeting his gaze with a resolute expression. “Don’t be. I willingly epted this
opportunity, Timothy.”
His body stiffened at that, and a soft “Huh,” escaped his lips. I tossed my bag over my shoulder and
squeezed past him before pausing in the doorway.
“And I don’t n on making things easy for you or Ste,” I added.
With that, I turned and left the room, leaving Timothy standing there, a stunned expression dawning
over his entire face.
Business wasn’t meant to be personal, but my motivations had be exactly
that.
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