''Are you tensed? '' Tiana asked Nicklaus as they walked down the stairs. They were going to read Grandpa's will and for a certainty, it was going to draw the war line, he appeared composed, but she couldn't help but ask since he had a degree in masking his emotions;
''why? '' He turned to look at her; ''I'm only sad at what would happen after this. I don't want to fight my Uncle but I would be forced to. '' Nicklaus sighed, holding her hand. He would never give up the company and so would Douglas, and therefore they must fight.
When they walked into the living room, everyone was already seated. Nicklaus could feel the shrillness in the room, and it was expected.
Tiana's eyes fell on Douglas briefly, he was sitting beside his wife, his gaze dark.
The lawyer in his mid-fifties greeted everyone in the room, commiserating with them for their loss. After the brief introduction, he placed the suitcase on the table;
