Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY-THREE

RICHARD’S POV

I was sitting at my father’s old mahogany desk, flipping through some documents—more paperwork than I thought I’d ever have to deal with in my life. Legal stuff, property deeds, board meeting minutes. I could feel a headache coming on, just looking at it all.

“Mr. Richard,” Billingsworth’s familiar, polished voice broke the silence. I glanced up, rubbing my temples. “There’s a lawyer here to see you.”

A lawyer? Great, just what I needed—more legal talk. I sighed, pushing the stack of papers aside. “Let him in, Billingsworth.”

Within a minute, the butler returned with the lawyer trailing behind him. The guy looked as stiff as a board, dressed in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than the car I drove last year. His face was as serious as a heart attack.

“Good evening, Mr. Richard,” the lawyer greeted me, but there was no warmth behind his words. “I’m here on behalf of your brothers.”

Of course. I leaned back in the chair, folding my arms. “Let me guess—they’re not h