“Good day miss Briella” He greeted, extending his hand in a professional manner. Briella shook it regardless of her confusion.
He continued. “I'm Mr Harold Winton. Mr Lorcan’s personal lawyer.”
The name Lorcan made her chest thud, afterwards he was already dead, without her getting to know he was her real father.
Can we talk privately? He added.
Briella brows arched. "My friends are not strangers, you can say what you want to in their presence."
"Ok then," He replied.
"There's actually something you need to know, I have been trying to reach you for days now and with the help of your friends that arranged this meeting, I finally did.”
Harold then handed her a sealed envelope
"Your father, Lorcan Cyder, left a will. His company, most of his properties, and assets are now legally your
