Thiago arrived at the hillside villa just before noon. The property sat quietly atop the highest point of Jacquer Estate, overlooking the surrounding neighborhoods. From the rooftop, one could see the winding roads below, the distant commercial district, and even the cemetery behind the hill.A middle-aged man stepped out carrying a leather briefcase and several rolled-up blueprints. He extended his hand with a smile. "Mr. Moretti?"Thiago shook it. "Bill Green. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.""The pleasure is mine."After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Thiago gestured toward the villa. "Let's begin."Bill immediately switched into work mode. For nearly an hour, he carefully inspected every corner of the property, measuring wall thickness, foundation drawings, electrical conduits, plumbing layouts, measuring windows and doors, and climbing onto the roof. Then, he entered the attic and walked through the semi-underground storage level.Every few minutes, he scribbled notes int

Barry Vauxhall closed the file and looked directly at Thiago. "Mr Moretti, I need to warn you. If we only defend your lottery winnings, this case is simple. But if we expand it into adultery, paternity fraud, emotional damages, reimbursement of child-rearing expenses, and reopening the divorce settlement, your legal fees and investigation costs will increase dramatically." "We'll need investigators, financial audits, DNA testing, additional court filings, and multiple hearings, and you could easily spend more on the lawsuit than you ultimately recover." Thiago calmly opened another folder and slid several certified financial statements across the desk. "I think you're misunderstanding something. I didn't win a modest lottery prize. I won an enormous fortune, so the legal expenses are completely irrelevant to me." Barry immediately picked up the documents. The further he read, the more serious his expression became. His relaxed demeanor disappeared instantly and he looked ba

Caius was still pointing angrily at Thiago when Thiago finally spoke. “Your accusations have no legal basis whatsoever.” His voice was calm. Almost too calm. Caius's face darkened. “What did you say?” Thiago stood beside the entrance of his newly purchased villa, surrounded by curious neighbors who had gathered after hearing the commotion. “I said your accusations have no legal basis.” Caius laughed bitterly. “You think you can hide behind legal technicalities?” “No,” Thiago replied. “I simply understand the difference between making an accusation and proving one.” The surrounding crowd became quiet. Caius looked around and realized several neighbors were watching him closely. Thiago continued. “You claim I purchased this property with marital assets. Then prove it. Show the court where the money came from. Show the transaction. Show the account from which the payment originated. Show evidence that Vespera had an ownership interest in the funds.” Caius's expression tight

Caius pointed at Thiago with a trembling finger. “You really have no shame, do you?” Several diners looked over. Thiago remained seated. “What now?” Calista immediately joined in. “Look at him! Sitting there eating as though nothing happened.” Nicola laughed bitterly. “This is the same man who abandoned his wife and child and now thinks he can enjoy himself.” Thiago looked at them for a moment before returning his attention to his meal. That only infuriated them further. Caius stepped closer. “You ungrateful wretch!” Thiago raised his eyes as Caius's voice grew louder. “When you came here, who took you in? You were a refugee! You had nothing! Absolutely nothing! My family gave you a roof over your head!” Calista folded her arms. “We fed you. We gave you clothes. We gave you a family.” Nicola scoffed. “And this is how you repay us?” Thiago calmly placed his fork down. The restaurant had become noticeably quieter. People were listening. “You never learned gratitude.

Vespera stood beside her table, staring at Thiago with barely contained fury. “The marital assets will be divided equally,” she repeated. “You can keep pretending you're not worried, but the court will decide.” Inside, Thiago almost laughed. How greedy could these people possibly be? They had spent years treating him like a servant. Now that they believed he had become wealthy, they suddenly remembered the word family. They wanted his money. His house. His investments. His future. And they were so confident that they would succeed that none of them seemed to realize they were walking directly toward a trap. Thiago already knew the truth. The lottery ticket had been purchased after the divorce. The prize had been claimed after the divorce. The money had entered his account after the marriage had legally ended. There was nothing for Vespera to divide. And once her lawyers discovered that, the Morgan family's grand expectations would collapse. Worse, their