Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1143

Serenity's greedy uncles obviously loathed this arrangement.

But Grandfather Vance had hired a team of ruthless lawyers before he died. Whether they agreed or not didn't matter; it was his money, and he made the rules.

Besides, the Vance family's current fortune had been built entirely by Serenity's parents. The uncles had no right to lay claim to a dime of it.

The old man had lived a life of strict fairness. His only regret was failing to watch his granddaughter grow up.

Before he died, he needed to make peace with the son and daughter-in-law waiting for him in the afterlife.

When the mob of self-proclaimed relatives finally tracked Serenity down, they were floored by her youthful appearance and her staggering social status.

She was nearing fifty, yet possessed the radiant complexion of a twenty-year-old.

More importantly, she had married into Gotham's most terrifying dynasty, backed by billions of dollars.

In their twisted logic, since Serenity was already rolling in money, she had no business fighting them for the inheritance.

That was why her uncles had slapped a legally binding inheritance waiver on the table, demanding she sign it.

Serenity, finally having closure about her origins, genuinely hadn't cared about the money her grandfather left behind.

But right before signing, she paused and asked, "Did my grandfather leave any personal keepsakes for me?"

She barely had any memories of him.

However, the way he had structured his will proved he was a man of integrity.

She didn't want the fortune, but she wanted one or two sentimental items to remember him by.

It was a simple, harmless request, but her uncles instantly lost their minds.

They accused her of being insatiably greedy, claiming she wanted to hoard every last scrap the old man owned.

Serenity had originally intended to keep things amicable and let the money go.

But seeing their hideous, distorted expressions as they screamed about her greed, she saw red.

*Fine. You want to ruin my day? Let's make everyone miserable.*

The terms of the will were absolute. If she didn't sign, those vultures wouldn't get a single penny.

After that day, her so-called relatives started bombarding her with calls.

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