~Tiara
The air in the room seemed to thicken as the lawyer cleared his throat and began reading the will. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my heart pounding. Cedric’s death had already shaken the family to its core, but I had a sinking feeling that what was about to happen would fracture us even more.
The lawyer adjusted his glasses, his voice calm and professional. “Cedric Raphael Hernandez’s last will and testament,” he began. “To my beloved wife, Daphne, I leave the villa in Marbella, along with the vineyard and a sum of five million euros to ensure her comfort and security.”
Daphne sat rigid, her lips pressed into a thin line. She didn’t acknowledge the announcement, but her clenched hands betrayed the storm of emotions she was holding back.
The lawyer continued, turning t
