Evelyn Raven's funeral was a big event as she was a well respected and loved woman in North Hills.
High-profile individuals and even the first lady of the country graced her funeral.
After Evelyn Raven was laid to rest, the Raven family gathered the next day for a brief hearing of her will.
Evelyn Raven founded Raven enterprises, a global e-commerce company.
It's the third-largest e-commerce company in the world with a net worth of $400 million.
Evelyn Raven has two sons, Jonathan Raven and Francis Raven.
Jonathan and Ingrid had three offspring: Curtis Raven, Laura Raven and Betty Raven.
Francis, with his wife Helga Raven had two offspring, Gregory Raven and Jasmin Raven.
Mr. Woods, Evelyn's trusted lawyer, adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat.
Jonathan Raven, being the first son, was appointed chairman and CEO of the company, controlling 35% stake in the company.
Everyone nodded in approval as Jonathan had dedicated decades to Raven enterprises.
The family estate was also given to Jonathan's children, Curtis, Laura, and Betty, which was divided among them.
Francis Raven, Evelyn Raven's second son, was appointed COO of Raven enterprises with a 15% stake.
His two offspring inherited the secondary estate off the coasts of North Hills.
So far, so good, nobody argued with how their inheritance was split. It was fair and reasonable to the Raven family.
Evelyn also donated the sum of $15 million to various orphanages, foundations, and charitable causes.
Then Mr. Woods paused as he read the last paper. “There is one final bequest… to a man named Barry.”
Barry, who had been sitting on a low stool at the corner of the room, raised his head slowly when his name was announced.
He had been grieving Evelyn's death that he wasn't even paying attention to the will reading, not until his name was announced.
Everyone turned to stare at Moses, surprise written all over their faces.
“How is it possible that piece of crap gets a share of our family's inheritance?” Curtis said curtly. “He's an outsider. He shouldn't be getting a cut.”
“I agree,” Gregory stood up, agitated. He pointed an accusing finger at Barry. “Did you manipulate our grandmother to leave you a share of our wealth, you street rat.”
Barry's eyes darkened. He had had just about enough with the Raven family and their dislike for him.
“I did no such thing,” he said, his voice dark. “If you don't want me to take part in the inheritance, you can have it.”

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