Evelyn's POV
For several seconds, I couldn't speak.
"My... uncle?"
Anthony looked up from across the room, immediately noticing the change in my expression.
The voice on the phone remained calm.
"Yes. Daniel Ashford."
"My grandfather never mentioned a son."
"He wouldn't have."
There was sadness in his voice.
"We haven't spoken in nearly twenty-five years."
I tightened my grip on the phone.
"Why are you calling now?"
"Because my father wanted me to."
I frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"His lawyer contacted me after the reading of the will. Along with my copy of the inheritance documents, there was a sealed letter written in his own hand."
My heart began to race.
"What did it say?"
Daniel took a slow breath.
"It said that if you accepted leadership of Ashford Pharmaceuticals,
