better than winning

2 | will reading

Before the silver eyed boy could reach us, Celine grabbed both our wrists harshly. "Ow! Cee!" Xander complained. Celine didn't loosen her grip, "Nice to see you again Xander. I would've hoped you weren't as hollow in the head as Nayla and cause so much commotion." "Hey, I am not hollow in the head!" I argue. Celine gave me the look, "I want you to meet Nan, Nayla."

She took us to an elderly woman, "Good evening ma'am." I tried to be as respectful as I could. "Oh don't be so formal. Can I call you tulip?" she asked nicely. "Of course." I chuckled, "Tulips are my favourite flowers, how did you know?"

Xander opens his mouth to Xansplain, what I call a super long Xander explanation, but I catch Nan murmuring, "Of course you love tulips." in a nostalgic tone.

"It's not the first time that Nan knew stuff about others, she. Did you know that Nan has the best stories? She knows everything about everyone." Xander begins his rant, but ugets interrupted by Nan, "Oh, please stop it Xander. You already told that Avery girl about how great my stories are." she lets out one of those sweet grandma laughs.

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Xander and I get letters handed over and Mr. Ortega begins with the will:

"I, Tobias Tattersall Hawthorne, being of sound body and mind, decree that my worldly possessions, including all monetary and physical assets, be disposed of as follows. To Andrew and Lottie Laughlin, for years of loyal service, I bequeath a sum of one hundred thousand dollars apiece, with lifelong, rent-free tenancy granted in Wayback Cottage, located on the western border of my Texas estate."

"To John Oren, head of my security detail, who has saved my life more times and in more ways than I can count, I leave the contents of my toolbox, held currently in the offices of McNamara, Ortega, and Jones, as well as a sum of three hundred thousand dollars."

"To my mother-in-law, Pearl O'Day, I leave an annuity of one hundred thousand dollars a year, plus a trust for medical expenses as set forth in the appendix. All jewelry belonging to my late wife, Alice O'Day Hawthorne, shall pass to her mother upon my death, to be distributed as she sees fit upon hers."

"Don't you go getting any ideas, I'm going to outlive you all." an old lady warns, I chuckle a bit at her comment.

"To my daughters, Zara Hawthorne-Calligaris and Skye Hawthorne, I leave the funds necessary to pay off all debts accrued as of the date and time of my death."

"Additionally, I leave to Skye my compass, may she always know true north, and to Zara, I leave my wedding ring, may she love as wholly and steadfastly as I loved her mother."

he pauses and sighs

"To each of my daughters, beyond that already stated, I leave a one-time inheritance of fifty thousand dollars."

damn less than his house keepers?

even I have made more money through my first F3 season

"You did this.", a woman with dark brown hair accuses another woman with blonde hair. "Me?", the blonde one says shocked, the brunette continues, "Daddy was never the same after Toby died" "Disappeared" the blonde one corrects immediately.

who's Toby? and how did he die?

"God, listen to you! You got in his head, didn't you, Skye?" the brunette lady snaps and saying, "Batted your eyelashes and convinced him to bypass us and leave everything to your-" "Sons." Skye, I think, ends her sentence, "The word you're looking for is sons."

"The word she's looking for is bastards." a tall boy with cowboy boots corrects, probably his mother, in a thick ass Texas accent "Not like we haven't heard it before."