"You heard him. Six months," Dorothea parroted.
"Understood, Ma'am. Then, please excuse me. I will resume my duty to handle the inheritance will," Nigel bowed before he turned around and left the office.
Dorothea and Vernon stared at the door in silence until Dorothea asked, "Are you sure you don't want the inheritance? I can give you everything."
"I don't want it. I have way more than that."
"It's just my way to compensate for all the damage I did, Vernon," Dorothea sighed. "I wronged you so much when you were a child, and I don't know how to make it up for you."
"You can't," Vernon said coldly. "The damage has been done. You can't undo your sin to me."
Dorothea smiled bitterly, "I know. Sorry for bringing it up."
