The Last Laugh
Chapter 8 - Lawyers
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One Saturday when we were all home. Two men knocked at the door. Uncle Ken went to open the door and the men came in. They were in suits and ties along with their briefcases. There weren't from our place for sure. There were surely from the cities.
"Can I help you, gentlemen?" Uncle Ken asked.
"Uh yes, sir. I am Victor Ian and this is my colleague, Jason Drummond." one of the men said.
"I am the lawyer of the late Paul Wesley." Mr Jason said.
"Oh, welcome. Pleas,e you should both take a seat." Uncle Ken said and they did.
We all sat in the living room, waiting to hear what they had to say.
"We got news that he'd been..." Mr Victor was unable to finish his sentence.
"Yes." Uncle Ken replied quickly.
"Horrible. Well, um, I am or was his personal assistant back in Los Angeles."
"Oh, yes. I remember." Uncle ken said.
"Assistant?" Aunt Christina asked confused.
"Yes, ma'am. The late Mr Wesley has a company, owning a large and successful dairy products industry in los Angeles."
"What???" she was shocked. I was surprised. I'd never known what this company was about.
"Christina allow the men to speak." Uncle Ken cut in. He'd never told his wife. No one in our town or around knew about my dad's company apart from uncle Ken and I.
"We're here to read his will." the lawyer said.
"Go ahead."
The lawyer did.
"Mr Wesley gives a majority of his possessions to his son, Sheridan Wesley. Is he here?"
"Yes." my uncle pointed at me. I noticed aunt Christina gave me an ugly stare. I ignored her.
"Okay. He gives a totality of his company, industry, his four cars, his mansion back in LA and his share of another company in which he invested."
I was more than shocked. My dad had all that?? Aunt Christina's mouth had dropped open.
"Secondly, he left a totality of his ranch and two of his other cars to you sir and your family." the lawyer ended, referring to uncle Ken. I was happy dad had left something for him.
"Okay, sir."
"Sheridan?" the lawyer called.
"Y– yes, sir."
so once you are twenty two as per your father's will. When he presumed you would be old enough and mature
"Um, okay."
took out some
fortune until you are twenty two. Who do you wish should take
I said without
he gave me the documents and I signed. Then
co-manager would be in charge of the company
so until Sheridan's big enough. I don't
wish. Goodbye. Keep the documents for proof. They belong
"Of course."
Christina once again. She had a satisfied and thoughtful look on. I wondered why.
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strange. I ignored her. To me she was mad. In some sort of way. And Sawyer as usual was a pest. Always having and eye on me to make sure I didn't try to speak to Heather. She had never told me sorry
me. Uncle Ken was slowly beginning to bring the joy I had once had back into me. He was a very nice and loving person. He'd even told everyone that I was his son and that he'd now adopted me. I saw
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at
terrible scream could be heard from uncle Ken's room one
running too, all for uncle Ken's room. Some of the
the room, we all met aunt Christina in
KEN!
I watched like a statue as some of the men tried to reanimate uncle ken.
up!!" one of the men said, hitting uncle Ken's chest and trying his best
was frozen. Soon every agitation stopped and everyone
"He– he's dead."
words echoed in my head
Aunt Christina screamed.
to burst out my chest. I became dizzy. The room and the floor seemed to be moving. I looked at Sawyer and her mother
continuously. Headache and dizziness took over. I stared at the mourning. I'd gone pale and
felt
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and Sawyer alone. Another burial. In just a year. I hadn't even recovered from my father's
ranch was down. Now I was totally alone. Uncle Ken was buried too. In the same month as my dad a year ago. I didn't know what to
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year, I was only twelve and
noticed the fact that she had only mourned her husband for a week and a half, and had passed over it. Like my dad had said the night before he disappeared, she didn't love
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money from my dad's bank accounts that were meant for me. Or anything else. She just had to keep them. She was more than satisfied
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lawyer's visit, I was in the living room watching TV
"Sheridan?"
"Yes, aunt Christina?"
stuff from that room.
looked at her
"W– where then?"
new room.
Even the girls looked at their