When You Are Mine

"Who prepared my father's will?" Jake asked. That was his first question.

"Your father did" Mr Williams replied.

"He did" Jake's response didn't sound like a question, but more like a confirmatory one. He had thought about the possibility of Mr Williams not being the one who had prepared the official will, and if he wasn't, then the question was why?

From his time of working with his father, he knew his father had never personally prepared a contract. What he mostly did was make a draft of how he wanted it to be, and what it should entail. He'd always leave it to Mr Williams or the legal team of the company to prepare an official copy, which he'll review and probably ask for more improvements if it wasn't to his expectations or if there were changes to be made.

So why had he personally prepared the will? That was a first.

Mr Williams noticed the contemplative look on Jake's face, but he didn't say anything.

"You were there when he signed it" Jake wasn't asking, he wanted to confirm. Because he's basking on Mr Williams presence at the time to help solve this problem, and also his signature on the will stated him as a witness, thus he should have been there.

"Yes I was. Naturally I was supposed to be there as his attorney and witness, and also as the executor of the will" The man replied.

"Then can you tell me what condition he was in at that time? Was there any abnormality on that day?" Jake curiously inquired. He had a big speculation on his mind, and it was revolving on the date the will was signed and the day his father died, which unfortunately was the same day.

He had noticed this last night, but he didn't point it out in the presence of Blake. He was hoping there might be someway he could contend the validity of the will, and his father's health seemed like the closest way to do so.

Mr Williams narrowed his eyes at him. He thought about the question Jake had asked him. As an attorney he perfectly understood what Jake meant by that, and what he was aiming at.

His gaze narrowed at the young man, but he didn't ask any question, rather he chose to answer the one he had been asked.

"He seemed normal, at the time." The man replied.

"Normal?" Jake squinted his brows.

"Yes, though he seemed a little tired and sluggish but I narrowed it to be because of his ailment" The man answered. His response made Jake slightly frown.

"You knew he was sick?" Jake asked coldly. Was he the only one who didn't know his father had been suffering from a chronic heart disease at the time?

"Yes, he told me the day he got his diagnosis. And I guessed that was why he wanted to sign his will. But i didn't know he'd distribute it that way and die immediately after it was signed" The man explained.

Sincerely, he had want to share his thoughts on Henry's distribution of his asset among his children and his wife. He knew how Henry loved and valued his children, so he didn't understand why he had made such a decision. He had hoped to talk to him to reconsider, but who would have known he'd suffer a cardiac arrest hours later, and die because of it. It was almost as if he knew his death was near.

Jake lolled back on the couch, as he raked his hand through his hair. This wasn't what he had hoped for. He needed something other than this. He needed something tangible, and it seems like he wasn't going to get it here.

"Jake I don't exactly know what you're thinking at the moment, but if you're trying to invalidate your father's will by trying to question his mental state of mind, then I can assure you, you're going to create a whole lot of trouble"

"Like what exactly?" Jake asked interestedly, his gaze on the man became intent.

"Firstly, opting for Insufficient testamentary capacity will affect your late father's image, and secondly I'll be charged for delaying the will for such a long time. The main reason I haven't been charged for that is because your grandfather had kept everything under his wrap.

To the world I might already be dead, because according to the backstory your grandfather created, I had an accident on my way to your father's house and I've been in a vegetative state. The reason why that hasn't raised any red flag is because the knowledge of the will is minimal, as only a few number of us know about the existence of your father's will: Hillary, your grandfather, me and now you. Also your father was a well known man, he had done a lot of good deed in his life time, and his will would attract a lot of attention, as we both know. As the executor of the will I can be removed and exchanged with someone else, but only if a member of the family applies for it, and that can only be possible if there is an actual proof of the existence of the will, but your grandfather has taken care of all lose ends. So right now no one knows of the will, and Hillary can't do a thing about it for the now, and that's why she has been quiet. So doing something like this might not only reveal the existence of the will to many but it might also create an opportunity for her. So I'll advice you to step away from doing such, except you want the odds to be against you" Mr Williams explained.

"I know as an attorney I'm not supposed to be a part of this, but we've all had our suspicion and dislike towards your stepmother, and also before I became an attorney I was Henry's friend and he treated me like a brother. I didn't plan to stay hidden for this long but your grandfather promised to fixed the issue but then his health has been deteriorating. I'd advise you not to act brashly, so as not waste all the efforts and sacrifices that have been made" He said in a very calm tone, hopefully the youngster might see reason with him.

Jake paid rapt attention to all that he said, but from what he had said only one thing struck a chord in his heart.