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THIRTY: Vivienne's Last Will

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A frown creased Camille's serene face as she asked, "Vivienne never got to fill you in before the accident?"

"No," Juniper retorted, now growing impatient. "What exactly are you talking about? What is it that I do not know?"

Camille sighed deeply before she began to explain, "It's about the child you're carrying, Juniper. As long as he has the Bellerose's blood running through his veins, he'll automatically inherit seventy percent of the Bellerose Empire's shares and assets the moment he's born. And whoever happens to be the parents or guardian of the child will have full control over that vast fortune until he turns twenty-two."

"What?" Juniper whispered in rampant disbelief. Her senses were on high alert, but she couldn't wrap her mind around what she'd just heard. Was she truly hearing this or just conjuring it up in her frazzled mind?

Her mind raced with a flurry of questions.

What was the purpose of entrusting an unborn child with such immense power and w
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