Chapter 833 The Biggest Beneficiary
Laura led Josie to her bedroom, which was clean and tidy, with very few personal belongings. It was evident that the room wasn’t frequently occupied.
After Josie finished her bath, she emerged to find the torrential rain outside hadn’t ceased, showing every sign of continuing unabated.
The Olsen residence was vast, so expansive that a single day wouldn’t suffice to explore it entirely. Josie had never taken a comprehensive tour of the place. She asked Laura, “Has the Olsen family always lived here?”
Laura, while using a hairdryer to dry Josie’s hair, replied, “Not entirely. The Olsen family has had its ups and downs. Back then, the various branches of the family were scattered, and Mark’s branch wasn’t even based in Wavery.
Josie suddenly recalled that Dexter had mentioned Mark’s remarkable recovery from a near-death experience, after which he had gradually expanded his business in Wavery.
“Mark acquired this place. It’s rumored to have been built over a century ago. After several renovations, it has become what it is today.”
Josie must have been absent when Mark purchased the property, as she didn’t remember it. No wonder I don’t remember this place.
Josie contemplated this information. Once her hair was dry, she thanked Laura and inquired, “Has Summer not woken up yet?”
Laura shook her head and explained, Mark is still resting in bed. He hasn’t come to terms with the fact that Summer would commit suicide.”
Thinking of Dexter’s pride in his abilities and the fact that there was little he couldn’t accomplish, Josie felt no sympathy for Summer. She remarked, “If, and I stress ‘if, something happens to her, who will inherit her shares?”
Laura looked somewhat apprehensive and fell into deep thought. “It all depends on Mark’s decision. Arnold is out of the question. There’s a high possibility that Heather and Dexter might get married, and it could be her.”
“That would mean the Olsen family would be completely under her control.”
“Indeed.” A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. Laura answered the door, and it was a housekeeper reminding them, “Dinner is ready. Mrs. Olsen has requested your presence… along with Ms. Warren.”
Laura acknowledged with a nod and then turned back to find Josie wearing a peculiar expression. “What’s wrong?”
Josie inquired, “How did you decide to become involved in the Olsen family’s business and attain the position you hold today?”
Caught off guard by the question, Laura hesitated for a moment before responding. “If I hadn’t fought for myself, would Zach be as he is now? He would have killed me long ago.”
The hint of sorrow in her words revealed the gravity of her situation, causing Josie to lower her guard slightly. This reason seemed convincing enough.
If something were to happen to Summer, the biggest beneficiary might not necessarily be Heather. Mark would not likely hand over his assets to an outsider, and Zach, being a member of the Olsen family, would be a more trustworthy choice. Laura could potentially be the biggest beneficiary in such a scenario.
As soon as that thought surfaced in Josie’s mind, however, it was disrupted by Laura’s explanation.
Moreover, even if Summer were to pass away, Dexter would likely have a plan to secure the Olsen family’s shares.
Josie inwardly chided herself for overthinking, for the woman before her seemed genuinely gentle.
“Let’s go.” Josie said, playing along with the pretense of her sprained ankle, allowing Laura to assist her into the dining room.
At the long dining table, Claudia occupied the main seat. Seeing Josie’s condition, she inquired about it, to which Laura explained, “She twisted her ankle on the rooftop. I apologize for not taking better care of her.”
Claudia furrowed her brows, and Dexter’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Ms. Olsen, what brought you to the rooftop?” Josie nearly ground her teeth but maintained her composure. “I was admiring the scenery.”
Dexter ladled a bowl of soup for Heather and placed it in front of her, saying, “The view at the Olsen Residence is indeed beautiful. Once the rain stops, we should go take a look.”
Heather looked somewhat surprised. “It doesn’t seem like the rain is going to stop anytime soon.”
Laura and Josie exchanged glances, and Laura then spoke up. “Mother, there’s a thunderstorm outside. I’m a bit concerned about Josie going home. Can she stay over for the night?”
