A maid rushed in, practically out of breath. "Sir, there's a huge crowd of people outside!"
Patrick instinctively whipped his head toward Serena.
Serena simply stood there, arms crossed, radiating a cool, unbothered calm.
The very next second, an imposing, highly professional legal team strode through the front doors.
"What the hell are you doing? Who are you people? You're trespassing!" Logan barked, a deep sense of dread pooling in his gut as he stepped up aggressively.
But Benedict immediately grabbed his brother's arm, yanking him back.
Benedict shook his head at Logan, his eyes fixed darkly on the man leading the procession.
Patrick had clearly recognized him too, and the color vanished from his face. "Lawyer Halloway... what... what are you doing here?"
Why was the legendary Lawyer Halloway standing in his living room?
Was it possible Serena had hired him?
But how could she possibly afford or command someone of his caliber?
Lawyer Halloway was the chief legal counsel for the Lancaster Group. He was an absolute titan in Elyndor's legal world, a man who commanded astronomical fees and unparalleled respect.
When he took a case, victory was practically guaranteed.
To put it bluntly, if Halloway had agreed to represent Hailey, even though she was up against the luxury powerhouse Queen and the so-called "Eldest Miss" of Vaelion City's wealthiest family... he could have had Hailey walking free without a scratch.
Elite families begged for his representation.
How had Serena brought him to their doorstep?
But there was no denying it. The man standing before them was the legendary attorney himself.
And he had brought his entire team.
"Lawyer Halloway..." Patrick stammered, casting a terrified glance at Serena as a heavy sense of impending doom crushed his chest.
Halloway smoothly adjusted his glasses and flipped open the file in his hands. "Mr. Wynn, there is no need for alarm. We are simply here to deliver a routine legal notification."
He turned the document to face Patrick. "According to the final will and testament of the late Old Mrs Wynn, thirty percent of her shares in the Wynn Group have been ful bequeathed to Miss Serena.O Combined with Miss Serena's personal holdings, she is now the undisputed majority shareholder of the Wynn Group."
"My team has already completed a full audit and liquidation assessment of the company's assets."
"Moving forward, I will also be representing Miss Serena in all negotiations regarding financial compensation for Miss Hailey's blatant plagiarism."
Halloway's words struck Patrick like a physical blow. "What? That... that's impossible!"
"That dead old hag actually... she actually gave the shares to Serena?! I knew it! knew she always favored her! She handed our family company over to an outsider!" Marianne, who had just regained consciousness, practically vaulted off the sofa in a hysterical fit of rage.
She clutched her chest, gasping for air as if she were dying. "No! We refuse to accept this! That little bitch has absolutely zero blood ties to the Wynn family! She has no legal right to inherit that old woman's fortune! That money belongs to us!"
"My apologies, but we have thoroughly verified the
documentation. Old Mrs. Wynn was completely lucid when drafting her will. She was fully aware that Miss Serena was not her biological granddaughter, yet she explicitly chose to leave her the entirety of her estate," Halloway countered with a polite, razor-sharp smile. "If you and
Mrs. Wynn wish to contest it, you are more than welcome to initiate formal judicial proceedings.
Marianne's face turned a sickening shade of gray.
The old woman had known the truth all along?
She knew Serena wasn't their real child, yet she never said a word?
And knowing full well she was an outsider, she still handed the inheritance over to that little bitch?!
How could she betray her own blood like that?
Did that dead old woman ever truly view them as her real family?