You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 120

"Did the old lady revise her will today? What did she say?"

"Sorry, I must protect my client’s privacy." Mr. Baldwin held up his glasses and retorted.

"After Stephanie left, it would be I who will be running the family. I will naturally take care of you more in the future. I just want to know, am I on the board?" Jacqueline hinted.

Mr. Baldwin hesitated and nodded.

Jacqueline was relieved that Stephanie had finally given her a chance, and the fact that she was on the board meant that she would have more than 5% of the shares. For so many years, she had been on the periphery of the group, but she had never been able to get to the heart of the power. Now she was finally going to get what she wanted.

"Great, I'm relieved." She was beaming with a smile.

"Ma’am, I would like to remind you. Although Ms. Stephanie has modified her will today. But it does not mean that this will be the final will." Mr. Baldwin said.

"What do you mean?" Jacqueline was surprised, "Doesn't a will that is modified at the presence of a lawyer have finality?"

Mr. Baldwin shook his head, "It used to be, but new rules were issued this year. A notarized will, an oral will, a self-written will, are all valid. If all of these wills exist at the same time, then only the last will be valid."

"So, even to the last minute, Stephanie can make her own changes?" Jacqueline frowned.

"That's right. It can be understood that way." Mr. Baldwin bent and bowed, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

When Mr. Baldwin left, Jacqueline sat down on the couch.

Damn the new rules. It seemed she could let her guard down until Stephanie breathed her last.

Shelly sat beside her and soothed, "Mom, it's okay, don't think too much. If Grandma does not leave the shares to us, then who should she give them all to? It's all the Warner family's assets."

After saying that, Shelly suddenly got a jolt.

The image of Joyce came to her mind. No way, she shook off her head. No matter what, her grandmother could not leave a share of the inheritance to Joyce, an outsider. What was she thinking?

Jacqueline and Shelly both sat down for a short while.