<b>Chapter </b><b>675 </b>


    The scene quickly descended into chaos.


    N immediately pulled Mason behind her, ensuring that Cyrus and Anne wouldn’t identally harm him.


    Damon stepped closer to her, speaking in a low voice. You and Buddy stand behind me.”


    “Okay,” N replied.


    Brandon watched Anne and Cyrus fight with a look of disappointment.


    They were family, yet they were squabbling over money. To think that Cyrus would kill his own father for it -it was despicable.


    Parker, who had been stunned into silence, now looked at the scene with disbelief. He frowned, wondering if he knew too much now.


    He was only there to read a will, yet he had just discovered that Damon wasn’t even a Sumner and that Richard had been killed by his own son, Cyrus…


    The hospital room door opened, and two police officers walked in. They were momentarily taken aback by the chaotic scene but quickly stepped forward to separate Cyrus and Anne.


    Once Cyrus and Anne had calmed down, one of the officers turned to Cyrus and said, “Mr. Cyrus Sumner, you are under suspicion of murder. Pleasee with us.”


    Fear shed in Cyrus‘ eyes as he instinctively took a step back. His face, scratched and bleeding from the fight with Anne, looked eerily frightening as it twisted with panic.


    “No… No, that’s impossible. I didn’t do anything! I’m not going with you…” he stuttered.


    The officer’s expression hardened as he said, “Mr. Cyrus Sumner, we have evidence. If you refuse to cooperate, we will have to take you in by force.”


    It was as if Cyrus didn’t hear them. He turned and tried to run out of the room, but one of the officers quickly tackled him to the floor and cuffed him.


    “No! This is illegal! I didn’t do anything! Mr. Frampton, you’re the Sumners‘wyer–say something!” Cyrus cried.


    Parker remained impassive. “Mr. Cyrus, my contract with the Sumners ends once I’ve executed this will. You’ll need to hire someone else.”


    A man who would kill his own father for money–there was no way he would defend him.


    “Mr. Frampton… I have money. I’ll hire you as my defense attorney…” Cyrus quickly said.


    No matter how much he shouted, Parker acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing, his expression calm and indifferent.


    Soon, the officers escorted Cyrus out of the room, leaving behind a profound silence.


    Anne’s face was pale, her hair and clothes disheveled. Her cheeks still bore the marks of the earlier altercation. She looked utterly defeated.


    As she stood up, she cast a cold nce at Damon and walked out.


    There was nothing more for her to gain by staying.


    Damon would never let her have more than her original share. If she pushed too hard, she might lose even the 300,000 dors she was supposed to receive.


    Parker then turned to N, adjusting his sses as he asked, “Ms. Kinsey, do you still wish to transfer the inheritance left to your son?”


    N nodded and replied, “Yes, please draw up the transfer agreement.”


    “Understood,” Parker replied.


    He opened hisptop and began drafting the transfer agreement. The only sound in the room was the ttering of the keyboard.


    Damon looked at N and spoke in a low voice. “Now that the two people who didn’t want you to get the inheritance are gone, you don’t need to transfer it to me anymore.”


    N shook her head. “I shouldn’t have had any involvement with Mr. Richard in the first ce. Buddy doesn’t need his inheritance. It’s better if you take it.”


    Seeing her insist, Damon didn’t argue further. “Alright, then I’ll hold onto these assets for Buddy and give them to him when hees of age.”


    “Do as you please. You can donate it, too,” N replied.


    Not long after, the agreement was ready. Both Damon and N reviewed it. Once they confirmed everything was correct, N signed the document. Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.