The Lawyer

"Sir Collins, how are you faring?" The attorney greeted the elder gentleman with a polite smile before settling into the high-backed chair across from him. It was time to read the final will, a moment that would officially mark the conclusion of their firm's obligations to the late Lady Collins.

His gaze swept across the familiar faces gathered in the dimly lit study. They were the same as they had been three years ago—Sir Collins, his grandson- Spencer Collins, and Madam Collins. Yet today, two additional individuals were required to be present for the final proceedings or his coming here would be useless.

"Where are Mr. Adam Collins and Miss Melanie?" he inquired slowly.

Spencer frowned at the question. "Adam received his inheritance three years ago. Why is his presence necessary now?" His voice held a note of irritation, as though the attorney was needlessly prolonging matters.