<b>Chapter </b><b>674 </b>


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    Brandon instinctively turned to Damon.


    Seeing that Damon showed no reaction, he couldn’t help but clench his jaw. “Uncle Damon, is what Uncle Cyrus saying true?”


    “It is,” Damon confirmed.


    Brandon’s eyes widened as he struggled to process the news. Damon wasn’t part of the Sumners!


    Cyrusughed coldly. “As long as you admit it, Damon, then you, N, and Mason have <i>no </i>right to Dad’s inheritance.”


    Meeting Cyrus‘ mocking gaze, Damon remained indifferent. “The will is valid. Whether or not I’m part of the Sumners is irrelevant.”


    “You!” Cyrus shifted his approach after his previous tactic failed. “You already have Prospectus Technology. Why fight us over a small inheritance?”


    “I built Prospectus Technology without a single cent from the Sumners. And who wouldn’t want more money?” Damon retorted.


    “Well, I won’t recognize this will! I’ll see you in court!” Cyrus huffed.


    Damon looked at him nonchntly. “I’m afraid you won’t get the chance to sue me. After all, you’re the one who killed Dad.”


    “What?” Cyrus‘ face turned pale, and his eyes shed with guilt. “What nonsense are you spouting?! Dad’s health was failing anyway. What does that have to do with me? Besides, he didn’t leave me a single cent. Why would I kill him?”


    “You didn’t know he wouldn’t leave you anything before you did it. Save your excuses for the police,” Damon replied tly.


    Brandon and Anne both turned to re at Cyrus.


    Brandon’s rage stemmed from his uncle harming his own father, while Anne was angry that Cyrus had acted too quickly, not giving her a chance to get Richard to change his will.


    “Uncle Cyrus, how could you hurt Grandpa?!” Brandon demanded.


    “Cyrus, have you lost your mind?!” Anne cried. N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Cyrus shook his head frantically, his face aghast. “No, I didn’t! I didn’t hurt Dad! Are you really going to believe Damon’s baseless usations? He’s just trying to distract us from the inheritance so he can keep it all for himself!”


    Brandon stepped closer, his eyes cold. “Are you sure he’s lying?”


    He knew Damon’s character. If Damon didn’t have concrete evidence, he wouldn’t have made such a definitive statement. So, it must be true–Cyrus had killed Richard!


    “Of course!” Cyrus replied instantly.


    “I don’t believe a word you say. Grandpa’s health had been improving after the surgery, but <i>you </i>were cruel


    enough to harm your own father. If Grandpa hadn’t set up his will, you’d be able to get a share of his inheritance now, wouldn’t you?!”


    Cyrus‘ eyes widened in shock, and he continued to shake his head. “No, no, you’re spouting nonsense!”


    Seeing the guilt written all over Cyrus‘ face, everyone present understood that Damon was telling the truth.


    Anne let out a scream and rushed forward, pping Cyrus across the face. “Cyrus, you idiot! This is all your fault! I could’ve gotten more of the inheritance, but you ruined it!”


    Cyrus, caught off guard by her sudden attack, felt scratches forming on his face. Enraged, he began to fight back.