2025-02-28 03:38:46Brentley didn't know the name of the person he was looking for. He was solely focused on figuring out the mystery behind the money, so he had no patience to deal with the receptionist. He strode directly towards the elevator.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? I told you, you can't go in there! Stop right now, or I'll have security throw you out..." Seeing Brentley heading for the elevator, the receptionist hurriedly ran out to stop him. "Ding!" At that moment, the elevator doors suddenly opened. Seeing the receptionist chasing after him, Brentley stepped into the elevator. "Ah!" A startled cry came from inside the elevator. In his haste, Brentley hadn't noticed someone trying to exit the elevator, and he collided head-on with the person inside. "Are you blind? Didn't you see someone was in here?" A scream echoed inside the elevator. Brentley couldn't help but glance at the woman in front of him, and he was instantly stunned. The woman had a head of fiery red curls and wore a tight, short red skirt that hugged her curves. Her tall figure was enhanced by black stockings and high heels, and her chest seemed ready to burst out of her top. Despite the anger on her pretty face, she was undeniably attractive. Just moments ago, the woman had been holding a cup of coffee, which was now spilled all over her chest due to Brentley's collision. "What are you doing? Where's security? How can they let just anyone in here?" The woman shouted in disgust as she took a good look at Brentley. "I'm really sorry. I was in a hurry and didn't see anyone inside..." Brentley apologized, instinctively reaching for the napkins placed by the elevator to help clean the coffee off her. But as Brentley's hand touched the woman's chest, everyone in the elevator froze. "Ah... pervert!" the woman instinctively screamed. In an instant, seven or eight security guards rushed towards Brentley. "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to!" Brentley stammered. Seeing the guards charging at him, he didn't have time to think. He pushed the sexy woman aside, dashed into the elevator, and pressed the button for the 27th floor. By the time the security guards reached the elevator doors, Brentley's elevator was already ascending. "Manager Della, what's going on here?" The head of security asked, puzzled, as he addressed the stunning woman. "A beggar came out of nowhere and harassed me! You need to catch him right now! I must take him to the police... Why are you all standing there? Go catch him!" The beautiful woman, with her large, watery eyes, shouted loudly. "But..." The head of security hesitated. "But what?" The beautiful woman frowned and demanded. "The guy ran to the 27th floor where General Manager Griffin’s office is. General Manager Griffin has made it clear that no one is allowed on the 27th floor without his permission..." The head of security said helplessly, glancing at the elevator. Hearing this, Manager Della paused for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Then wait here and block all the exits of the building. I don't believe that jerk won't come down today!" Once inside the elevator, Brentley looked at his right hand with a helpless expression. Although the feel of the beautiful woman's chest was quite pleasant, Brentley knew he had gotten himself into a big trouble. But right now, he had no time to worry about that. He just wanted to figure out what was going on with the money! Moments later, the elevator reached the twenty-seventh floor. Brentley stepped out of the elevator and found that the entire floor had a single office. The office was luxuriously decorated, and the location offered a stunning view of Sunshire City. A middle-aged man in a black suit quickly stood up and walked over to Brentley as soon as he saw him. With a respectful tone, he said, "Young Master Carter, you're here!" "Are you the one who called me earlier?" Brentley asked, frowning. "Yes, Young Master Carter. Let me introduce myself. I'm James Griffin, the general manager of Convergence Group," Griffin said with a smile. "Oh, I see," Brentley nodded slightly. As he looked around the office, he asked, "So, what's this inheritance you mentioned on the phone?" "Young Master Carter, do you remember saving an old man with the last name Brown about ten years ago?" Griffin asked softly. "An old man named Brown?" Brentley instinctively paused, then suddenly recalled that he had indeed saved an old man when he was younger. However, it had been so long ago that he couldn't remember the old man's last name. "Young Master Carter, here's the situation. Mr. Gerald Brown was the chairman of Convergence Group. He passed away three days ago and left a will. Since he had no children or family, all his assets are to be inherited by you," Griffin explained slowly. "I'm inheriting all of this by myself?" Brentley was stunned when he heard Mr. Griffin say this. It felt like something that only happened in TV dramas. "That's right. Let me give you a brief overview of Chairman Brown's estate. The publicly traded companies include Convergence Group in Sunshire City, Breeze Group, and Evergreen Pharmaceuticals Group..." As he spoke, Mr. Griffin picked up a document from his desk and began explaining what Brentley would be inheriting. At first, Brentley listened intently to Mr. Griffin's introduction, but soon, it all started to feel like a dream. He couldn't help but interrupt, frowning, "Wait a minute. Are you sure all of this is mine alone?" "Absolutely!" Mr. Griffin nodded lightly, looking at Brentley. "And how much is all of this worth?" Brentley continued to ask. "Well..." Mr. Griffin paused for a moment, then said softly, "Young Master Carter, my rough estimate would be over five trillion dollars." "F-Five trillion? And in dollars..." Brentley was instantly frozen in place, his face showing utter disbelief. "Yes!" Mr. Griffin nodded again, looking at Brentley. "All of this... all of this money is mine?" Brentley shouted, feeling that everything happening to him was beyond comprehension. Five trillion dollars was about to become his, something he couldn't even dream of. "That's correct!" Mr. Griffin replied with a cheerful smile. "That can't be right!" Brentley shook his head vigorously and continued, "You're definitely lying to me. Sure, I did save an old man once, but if he was really that rich, why have I never heard of him? Five trillion dollars? That would make him the richest person in the world!" "Young Master Carter, you must be referring to the Forbes list?" Mr. Griffin responded with a faint smile. "Yes, exactly that list. If he was really that wealthy, why isn't his name on it?" Brentley questioned. "Young Master Carter, do you think someone of Chairman Brown's stature would choose to be on such a list?" "What do you mean?" Brentley asked, puzzled. "Let me explain it this way. The people you see on those lists are there mainly for fame. With fame, they can access better social resources. But Chairman Brown has long passed that stage; he doesn't want to overly expose his identity." Mr. Griffin paused, then looked at Brentley and said, "Chairman Brown once said that the troubles of the rich are far greater than those of the poor. So, Young Master Carter, if you inherit this fortune, I would advise you not to reveal your identity. It would bring you no benefit." Brentley looked at Mr. Griffin in front of him. He felt that Mr. Griffin wasn't lying. Even a con artist wouldn't bother with someone as broke as he was. Besides, the money in his bank account was real, and Mr. Griffin's office was extremely luxurious. How could a con artist afford such an office? "What are the requirements for me to inherit this fortune?" Brentley asked, trying to suppress his excitement. Mr. Griffin found a document on his desk and handed it to Brentley. "Young Master Carter, this is Chairman Brown's will. As long as you sign it, everything will be yours. But there's one thing you need to be aware of." "What is it?" Brentley asked, taking the will from Mr. Griffin, his expression full of curiosity. "Chairman Brown specifically mentioned in his will that if you want to inherit his estate, you must marry Miss Claire Harris. Otherwise, you won't be able to inherit anything," Mr. Griffin said slowly. "Who is Claire Harris?" Brentley was taken aback. He hadn't expected such a peculiar condition for inheriting the estate. Money and a wife? "According to the will, I am not allowed to disclose any information about Miss Harris," Mr. Griffin replied calmly.
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