The lawyers exchanged a brief glance before one of them nodded and opened the file. "We will begin with the late Mr. Pedro's will."
Amira's heart began to race. Her eyes moved to Amara again. Please… just look at me. But Amara didn't. She simply listened. The lawyer cleared his throat and began reading.
Assets. Shares. Properties. Then. "The entirety of the company and associated estates are to be transferred to..."
A pause. Amira's breath stopped. "...Amira." Silence. Heavy. The lawyer continued, unaware. "With a personal note attached…" He adjusted the paper slightly. "'I'm sorry for not being the father you truly deserve.'"
Amira's chest tightened. But her eyes weren't on the lawyer. They were on Amara. Waiting. Watching. Say something… react… anything… But Amara.. Smiled.
Just slightly. And that was worse than anger. Because it wasn't a surprise. It wasn't a shock. It was… understanding. Like she had just watched something confirm what she already knew.
