Losing The Right to the Inheritance

"It's me."

Emmett, who was at the other end of the line, nodded. "I'm here in Mediterranean City.

"I heard that you just got divorced, so I came over. Unfortunately, I was delayed for a few days because I had some things to deal with.

"Young Master, there's something I must tell you myself."

"Okay, let's meet up." Clarence nodded and hung up.

"Cecilia, head home by yourself first. I have something to do." Clarence's expression looked a little solemn.

Cecilia looked at Clarence hesitantly, nodded silently, and did not ask him any questions.

She gave Clarence a peck on the cheek and hailed a cab from the side of the road.

Clarence froze, his cheeks burning.

Just then, a girl in a red trenchcoat walked over. She was tall, at least 5 feet and 7 inches tall, and had a good figure. She was sophisticated. You could tell that she had grown up in a rich and powerful family.