Chapter 25 - THE WILL WAS NOT ABOUT MONEYGiovanni summoned both children to room 4B.
Lucia on one side.
Lorenzo on the other.
Nora sat near the window.
Samuel Creed was gone from every legal document.
A new independent firm had prepared Giovanni's will.
Lorenzo expected property.
Companies.
Trusts.
Instead Giovanni had created something else.
A public restitution foundation.
Sixty percent of his personal fortune.
Victim claims would be reviewed independently.
No Moretti family member could control distributions.
Lucia received twenty percent.
Lorenzo received twenty.
Lucia immediately said:
“I don't want it.”
Giovanni typed:
“NOT HUSH MONEY.”
“I know.”
“YOUR INHERITANCE.”
“You didn't raise me.”
Giovanni stopped.
Lucia continued more gently.
“But you are my father.”
She looked at Lorenzo.
“Put mine in the restitution foundation too.”
Lorenzo said:
“Mine too.”
Giovanni looked angry.
Lorenzo smiled.
“You cannot order us to be rich.”
Giovanni typed something inappropriate.
Nora covered Lily's ears.
“Giovanni.”
His eyes gleamed.
Then the attorney produced a second document.
Control of Giovanni's remaining legitimate voting shares would not pass to Lorenzo.
They would be sold gradually to employees.
Lorenzo stared.
“You're giving the companies away?”
“SELLING.”
“To workers.”
Yes.
“Why?”
Giovanni typed:
“NO DYNASTY.”
Everyone stopped.
Giovanni had finally understood what inheritance could become.
Not a gift.
A command from the dead.
He refused to give Lorenzo another prison.
Lorenzo lowered his head.
Then laughed softly.
“You waited until seventy-four to become reasonable.”
Giovanni typed:
“YOU WAITED THIRTY-FIVE.”
Fair.
The final document was only one page.
Nora frowned.
“What is that?”
The lawyer handed it to her.
Giovanni had named Nora—not Lorenzo—as the person responsible for his medical wishes if he lost the ability to communicate.
Nora's throat tightened.
“Why me?”
Giovanni looked at Lorenzo.
Then at Nora.
He typed:
“YOU SEE PERSON FIRST.”
Tears filled her eyes.
May you like
Lorenzo did not object.
He simply took Nora’s hand.
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