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From her high-rise residence with its magnificent view, Lena sipped her coffee and watched the city wake up for a while. The sky was still in pale blue tones, and the morning sun was hitting the glass of the distant skyscrapers. She took a final sip of her coffee and headed to the bedroom to get ready.
As always, she skipped breakfast; she had never been a breakfast person. She stood in front of her closet and thoughtfully slid the hangers. She was meeting with a lawyer today; she needed to look both comfortable and elegant.
She chose a navy blue pencil pantsuit with thin fabric that gently touched her skin, vaguely outlining her body contours. On top, she wore a slightly oversized, silk white shirt with perfectly fitted shoulder seams. She left the first two buttons of the shirt open, creating both a serious and modern look. For shoes, she chose nude-colored stilettos with an elegant heel height. Finally, she completed her look with a thin gold chain necklace and delicate pearl earrings. She left her slightly wavy hair natural, applied nude-toned lipstick, and took one last look at herself in the mirror. Perfectly balanced: strong, stylish, and effortless elegance.
She took her bag and tablet and left the house. When she got to the garage by elevator and saw her red sports car waiting for her, an involuntary smile formed on her lips. Red Lightning , that's what she called it.
The car's bright red, smooth body sparkled under the lights. With its long and low design, it looked like a panther gripping the asphalt. Its metallic paint danced with an iridescent shimmer in the daylight. When she got inside, she placed her hand on the leather steering wheel. The interior had a flawless design: digital displays, leather seats, and a driver-focused console that perfectly reflected luxury and power.
This residence apartment and red sports car were symbols of her years of sweat, determination, and persistence. Her pride medals. When she heard that powerful engine growl, she felt her inner strength even more. She turned the key and headed into the city traffic.
Lena pushed open the glass door of the law office and stepped inside. Approaching the secretary's desk, she said confidently, "Hello, my name is Lena Dean. I have an appointment."
The secretary looked up with a warm smile. "Yes, ma'am, the lawyer is inside. Please come in."
Lena nodded slightly and pushed open the office door.
Across from her stood a petite, short, blonde-haired, slightly overweight woman. The sharp look in her eyes showed how experienced she was in her profession.
Lena greeted her with a nod. "Hello, I'm Lena Dean. I have an appointment with you."
The lawyer immediately stood up and extended her hand. "Welcome, Ms. Lena. I'm Beril Shaw. Please, have a seat."
Lena settled comfortably into the leather chair, crossing her legs. With an authoritative demeanor, she clasped her hands on her knees and got straight to the point. "I read what was written in the letter, but I would appreciate it if you could fill in the missing details."
Ms. Beril took a deep breath, a serious expression settling on her face. "First of all, my condolences," she said.
Lena tilted her head slightly without reacting.
"After you made the appointment yesterday, I also contacted the other heir. Fortunately, he is also in Istanbul. He'll be here shortly."
Lena's eyes suddenly widened. "The other heir?" she asked in surprise. Did that mean she had a sibling? Honestly, she had grown up with very good parents and had never felt the lack of a mother or father. But she had always wanted to have a real sibling.
"Sorry, I don't understand. What do you mean by the other heir?"
Ms. Beril smiled slightly. "Oh, of course, I need to explain from the beginning. Let me start right away." She opened the file in front of her and began to explain. "Your father was the owner of one of the largest spice companies in Mardin and many assets."
*I'm from Mardin, interesting...* Lena thought. Raising her eyebrow slightly, she said, "Go on, I'm listening."
"After your mother passed away, your father raised a child. At first, he only covered school expenses, but later he took full responsibility for his education. He even started him from the lowest level in his company and gave him responsibilities. This gentleman is now thirty years old and runs the company. He's the CEO of the board."
Lena slightly pursed her lips. She admired strong people. A man who climbed from the bottom to the top… Honestly, she didn't think he deserved this inheritance any less than she did. In fact, she might even leave the whole thing to him.
"Your father set two conditions for the inheritance. They concern both of you."
Lena frowned. "What do you mean by 'both of us'?"
The lawyer adjusted her glasses slightly and continued. "There are two equal heirs to the inheritance. You and…" She shuffled through some documents. "…Blaze Kade."
Lena felt a strange feeling inside. She was co-heir with a stranger? "So, how much is this inheritance on average?" she asked, in a casual tone.
Ms. Beril shuffled through the files, checked the numbers, then said clearly, "Including properties and company shares, a total of 320 million lira."
Lena tilted her head slightly and shrugged. "Just as I thought. 320 thousand lira is a small amount for me."
Ms. Beril smiled slightly. "No, Ms. Lena, not thousand… million. 320 million lira."
Lena's indifferent expression instantly turned to shock. Her mouth opened slightly, her brain refused to process the information for a few seconds.
Wait a minute, wait a minute… I'm co-heir to 320 million lira now?
She quickly started calculating in her head. That made 160 million lira… Is this a joke?! With this money, I wouldn't just open my own magazine, I'd become the queen of the publishing world! But she couldn't show it.
Stay cool, Lena. Stay cool.!!!..
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