CHAPTER HUNDRED AND EIGHTY

RICHARD’S POV

As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the small black listening device in my hand, my heart pounded. It was early morning, and I’d planted this bug in my brothers’ room yesterday, right after I checked in. I needed to know what they were planning. Whatever it was, I wanted to stay a step ahead.

Now, as I turned up the volume, their voices crackled through the device, loud and clear.

“You know, Jonathan,” William’s voice came through first, full of disdain. “I’m sick of this whole game Dad’s playing. It’s high time we got rid of him. He’s the only reason Richard has a shot at the inheritance.”

My stomach dropped. My hand tightened around the device so hard I thought I might crush it.

“Yeah,” Jonathan replied, his tone just as cold. “Once Dad’s out of the picture, the old man’s wealth is ours. Richard isn’t even in the will officially. Only if he wins this stupid task will he inherit anything. We could just... finish this, once and for all.”

I had to bite down on my l
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