The room was a cacophony of voices, chaotic like a pot of boiling soup.


    Alexander quietly smoked, watching their performance as if observing a bunch of clowns.


    After a while of their incessant chatter without a word from Alexander, they gradually quieted down.


    Eventually, everyone turned to look at Alexander.


    "What''s on your mind? How do you want to deal with it? Alexander, if you don''t divide the inheritance, we''ll have to take this to court."


    Alexander casually flicked the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray and pondered. "Well, if you''re so keen on it, then show me the so-called paternity tests. I''ve got awyer, and I''ll have him take a look and determine whether the paternity tests you have are real or fake."


    They were here for the inheritance, so naturally, they had the paternity tests with them.


    Hearing his words, thinking he hadpromised, Ruth, who was the first to demand the inheritance, immediately took out the paternity test from her bag.


    "See it yourself!"


    Alexander took the paternity test from her. The creases were deep, but it was still rtively new, indicating it had been well-preserved.


    Others also took out their paternity tests and handed them over.


    Of course, some couldn''t produce theirs, either because they weren''t prepared or were just trying to take advantage of the situation.


    Alexander flipped through each one. By the time he finished, Kyle had arrived with thewyer.


    "Mr. Kennedy." Kyle greeted him.


    Alexander handed the paternity tests to Kyle. Understanding the gesture, Kyle nced at the tests and then, in front of everyone, tore them to pieces.


    The sound of tearing paper echoed in the room, shocking everyone.


    "What are you doing!"


    Someone panicked and tried to rush forward but was stopped by bodyguards who appeared out of nowhere.


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    Alexander coldly looked at the crowd. "Next time, remember to bring copies. If they''re originals, well, now they''re gone."


    "You''re out of line!"


    "What gives you the right to tearour stuff? Believe or not, I''ll sue you!"


    "You can''t do this! We just want some security, not the entire inheritance. You''re pushing us to the edge!"


    Alexander leaned back nonchntly and slowly spoke, "Just as well, I''ll ask thiswyer here, what should be done if someone impersonates a rtive and causes trouble?" Stanley Rogers said, "Causing trouble and harassment can lead to imprisonment for serious offenders."


    "When did we cause trouble? We''re here to reason!"


    "Yes! The inheritance rightfully belongs to us. We''re just fighting for our fair share!"


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    "Wasn''t it torn up by you!"


    Alexander raised an eyebrow. "You can eat anything, but you can''t say anything. If you can''t provide evidence, that''s another charge of defamation."


    Suddenly, a man burst out, pointing angrily at Alexander. "You''re shameless!"


    This man was in his twenties and did bear some resemnce to Wayne.


    Alexander smiled, "And who are you?"


    Ernest snapped, "It doesn''t matter who I am! Let me tell you, originally, I just wanted twenty million dors, but now, with all this going on, I''m demanding two hundred million dors!" He was indeed Wayne''s son, but unfortunately, he wasn''t the kind of person Wayne would have liked.


    Upon learning he was Wayne''s son, he chose to be a hedonist, never striving in school or work.


    Anyway, Wayne had money, and knowing his son couldn''t achieve much, Wayne gave him and his mother a million dors to get rid of them.