Chapter 411 Coma and Inheritance

Jason stole a glance at Winston, who lay motionless on the floor. The pool of blood was significant, and there was no sign of movement. Was he... already gone?

The lawyer, who had initially intended to call for help, hesitated for several long seconds. Then, slowly, he lowered his phone. Straightening his posture, he asked in a subdued voice, "Mrs. Helena Thornton... what would you have me do?"