Are you certain about this?

"Are you afraid of that?"

Jessica inhaled deeply, her fingers gripping the pen. "Not really," she admitted. "But it's the uncertainty of what comes after. What happens when they find out?"

Elder Allen leaned back against the pillows, exhaustion evident in his features, but his voice remained firm. "Desmond and the others will suspect something, but they won't act immediately. As far as they're concerned, you're insignificant in the grand scheme of things. That's our advantage."he analyzed.

Jessica's lips pressed into a thin line. She knew Elder Allen was right—Desmond and the rest of the family saw her as nothing more than an unwanted addition to the household. No one would expect her to hold power, let alone the total shares of the Allen empire.

Her gaze dropped back to the document. The shares in question were substantial, an ancestral legacy passed on to generations.

She lifted the pen, hovering over the signature line.