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Elena raised a brow at him, then took out a rolled up paper, and placed it out in front of the man, unrolled, showing the will of the dead William Scotts, owner of the big company, and a duke her eyes a little cold now. "Say that to my fathers signature in his will... He knew he couldn't give everything to me thanks to that little rule, so now his company's falling apart thanks to the idiot men on that board that sell crap." she rolled it back up, then stashed it away in one of her dress pockets.

"some of them are very old, Waston, my boy"