Retain A Little More Kinship

When he heard this, Shivam let go of all his worries.

"I wasn't going to accept it, but they said it was necessary I accept it, so I'll have to make the trip tomorrow."

Shivam didn't show any reaction to this. "In that case, you go ahead."

"Money is dropping from the sky this time. If I had known that I had a share of the inheritance, I wouldn't have needed to work so hard," Isha sighed.

Shivam smiled happily. "Your husband is rich enough, but you're still working hard."

"That's different. My husband is above everyone else. I can only follow in his footsteps if I work hard enough. This kind of hard work is not the same as working hard to earn money."

"Then I'll slow down a bit until you catch up."

"No, no, no. If you slow down, someone else will catch up with you. You might as well go faster. I'll just try to follow you."

Isha stopped and thought for a moment. "But maybe the so-called inheritance is only a few thousand or tens of thousands. I wonder who my grandfather is?"

Shivam knew her grandfather's family quite well. Previously, Hans Rathore had also caused trouble for the Tiwari family.

However, there was no need for her to know these things yet. He should let her heart retain a little more kinship.

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The next day, Isha met up with Sunaina Rathore and Jairam Tiwari.

Yami followed behind Sunaina. When she saw Isha, she glanced at her coldly and looked away.

Yami had not been living well recently. She was visibly haggard, and even her exquisite makeup could not hide the dark circles under her eyes. Her face was gray and did not look good.

She had not gone out for a long time. When she walked out of the Tiwari family's house, her eyes narrowed uncomfortably when she saw the sun.

Isha pretended not to see her and greeted Jairam Tiwari and Sunaina Rathore.

Yami sat in the front passenger seat and glanced at Isha in the rearview mirror. Seeing that her eyes were bright, her expression was clear, and her complexion was very good, she felt angry and clenched her fists tightly.

Isha did not say much the entire time. Sunaina was afraid that Yami would be unhappy, so she did not find a topic to talk about either. The atmosphere was very dull and uncomfortable.

When they finally reached their destination, Isha got out of the car first and took a breath of fresh air.

Before she could steady herself, a figure rushed toward Isha. "Isha!"

"Veena! What are you doing here?" Isha was surprised to see her.

"Why can't I be here? This is my home. Your grandmother is my grandmother," Veena Rathore said bluntly.

Isha : "???"

For a moment, she did not understand. No one had told her about this before.

Besides, Sunaina had never mentioned it.

Jairam Tiwari and Sunaina Rathore got out of the car. Veena greeted, "Aunt, Uncle."

Sunaina was very surprised by the relationship between Veena Rathore and Isha, but this surprise disappeared in an instant.

After Yami got out of the car, Veena ignored her. Clearly, because of what had happened a while ago, she had long lost all good feelings for Yami.

Seeing Isha and Veena holding hands, Yami clenched her fists again. Her exquisitely polished nails almost broke.

"Let's go in first," Veena said while holding Isha's hand as they walked in.

Previously, Isha had not imagined what kind of family the Rathore family was. Now that she walked in, she realized that although this antique house looked inconspicuous on the outside, it was not to be underestimated on the inside. It was filled with vintage items and nostalgia. The materials used to build the house and their combination were very exquisite.

It could be seen that this residence was quite old and had a very deep history.

Veena chatted with her as they walked. It had been a long time since they last met, so she had too much to say.

Isha smiled back at her. When they reached the living room, Veena stopped talking. She let go of Isha's wrist and said in a low voice, "My father is here. I'll talk to you later."

With that, she quickly slipped to the side and stood straight as if she didn't know Isha. It was obvious that she was afraid of someone.

Isha looked over in confusion and saw a man in his 50s with a particularly dignified expression walking over. His square face was very stiff, and his unsmiling appearance was a little scary.

Isha had seen the woman walking with him somewhere before. She suddenly remembered that the woman's name was Kinjal. She had attended the president's wife's banquet the last time, so her status could not be underestimated.

Therefore, the Rathore family was indeed high and powerful, even more so than the Tiwari family.

No wonder they lived in such a place.

Kinjal also looked at Isha. She had a good impression of Isha, but because of her husband's attitude, she could only say indifferently, "Isha, you're here? Have a seat."

"Thank you." She sat down.

Jairam Tiwari and his family walked in. Compared to Isha's normal self, the three of them were clearly a little nervous, especially Yami. She gulped gently.

If it were before, she would not be afraid. She did not think that the feud between her mother and the Rathore family would affect her.

However, this time was different. The kidney transplant incident and her role in Isha's disappearance back then had already caused her to be condemned by everyone. It was obvious what the Rathore family would think of her.

She could only tuck her tail between her legs and keep a low profile.

However, Isha didn't think much of it. She treated the other party with respect regardless of their background. She just needed to be herself. She didn't need to be timid or deliberately ingratiating.

"Grandma, you're here." Veena ran over to greet an old lady.

Isha took a closer look. She knew this old lady. Last time, she had even sent her home.

How strange. Why were all the people she met today familiar?

However, this old lady's status was not ordinary. Isha did not act too familiar with her and only nodded at her.

Old Madam Rathore also recognized Isha. Or rather, she had long known Isha's identity. She smiled knowingly.

"Aunt." Sunaina stood up and greeted Old Madam Rathore.

Isha was puzzled again. Didn't they say that Veena's grandmother was her grandmother? Why did Sunaina call her 'Aunt' instead of 'Mom'?

She quickly got a grasp of the situation. There were too many people in big families like these. They might have a lot of secrets that were not for outsiders to know. She didn't need to be curious now. She would find out soon enough.

Old Madam Rathore sat down and said, "When Jay arrives later, everyone will be here."

Jay?

Jay Chauhan?

Isha recalled that Veena had said before that Jay Chauhan was her cousin.

Other than Veena's father, everyone here was a familiar face to Isha.

Sure enough, after a while, Jay Chauhan arrived.

At this moment, Old Madam Rathore, Hans Rathore, and Kinjal all had genuine smiles on their faces as they greeted Jay Chauhan gently.

Jay Chauhan's usually stern expression warmed up a little. He walked to Old Madam Rathore's side and sat down. "Grandma."

"Are you still so busy, child? Look how much weight you've lost. It's obvious you haven't been eating properly."

"I do eat good food, Grandma." There was actually a hint of playfulness in Jay Chauhan's voice.

It surprised Isha.

However, the person who was even more shocked was Yami. She originally didn't think much of Jay Chauhan and did not know him at all. After all, Sunaina and the Rathore family barely interacted.

Therefore, the last time she got into a conflict with Jay Chauhan in the parking lot, she scolded him and even tossed money at him to humiliate him.

Now that she saw this man again and heard his name, she remembered that this was the famous Director Jay Chauhan, the best among the young directors of S Country.

More than that, he was from the Rathore family.

Yami subconsciously took half a step back, trying to avoid Jay Chauhan's gaze. However, Jay Chauhan was actually not looking at her at all. He did not even look in her direction.

She couldn't tell if he was disdainful or too lazy to care.

After Old Madam Rathore finished speaking to Jay Chauhan, she slowly looked at everyone and said indifferently, "I'm sure you know why I called you here today. When the old man passed away back then, he left his assets in the foundation and left behind a will. He wanted to wait for the children of your generation to grow up before splitting the inheritance equally with you. It's about time now. The children have also grown up and can stand on their own. Therefore, I called you over to distribute the things that the old man left behind."

She looked from Jay Chauhan to Isha and said, "The old man had a son and two daughters. His son, Hans Rathore, has only one daughter, Veena Rathore. His daughter, Riya Rathore, has Jay Chauhan. As for Sunaina Rathore, you have two daughters, Yami Tiwari and Isha Sharma. In that case, there are four children in this generation. Do you have any objections?"

"No," Sunaina said quickly. Her two daughters would be taking advantage of her father's will. Of course, she had no objections.

Isha thought, 'So, Jay Chauhan's mother is called Riya Rathore. She's indeed a woman from a rich family. She looks elegant, but her mental state is indeed a little unstable.'

"Four children. In that case, the inheritance has to be divided into four equal parts. Each child will have a share," Old Madam Rathore said. "There's no objection, right?"

"No," said Sunaina again.

"That's good," said Old Madam Rathore. "Since no one has any objections, the legal team will come in a few days to split the inheritance as agreed. Regarding how much of the inheritance you get and what it is, you can each contact the legal team to ask them about it. Don't come and give your opinions to me when the time comes."

Isha could tell that these words were most likely meant for Sunaina. From the looks of it, Old Madam Rathore was very close to Hans Rathore and Riya Rathore. Only Sunaina Rathore was distant from this family.

No wonder Isha had not heard anything about the Rathore family after returning to the Tiwari family for so long, nor had she been brought to the Rathore family by Sunaina Rathore.

She wondered what the reason was.

Sunaina smiled and said, "Aunt, the legal team has always helped to take care of these things. There won't be a problem. Even if I don't go to the legal team to ask them, I already know that there's no problem at all. Naturally, there won't be any objections when the time comes."

"In that case, we'll wait until we hear from the legal team. I'm tired, so I won't keep you."

"Alright, we'll leave now." Sunaina stood up tactfully and left with Jairam Tiwari.

Yami sat in the living room, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. She could not wait to leave. She hurriedly followed Sunaina.

Isha also wanted to leave, but just as she took a step, she saw Veena winking at her. She had no choice but to say to Sunaina, "Mom, I still have something to do later, so I won't be following you. You guys can leave first."

"Sure. Take care, then."

Isha slowed down and fell behind. Veena ran over quickly and took her arm.

Isha heard Hans Rathore say from behind, "Yami's character is very problematic. Do we really have to split the inheritance with her?"

Old Madam Rathore said, "When your father left his will back then, he didn't say that we had to consider one's character. Everything will be done according to the agreement between the lawyers and your father. After the inheritance is distributed, I'll be able to relax. Money is just an external object."

When she said that, Hans Rathore stopped talking and tacitly agreed to the current arrangements.

Veena pulled Isha and ran into the garden behind.

"Sigh, I know you're busy. I haven't seen you in a long time. I really didn't expect you to leave so soon." Veena couldn't bear for Isha to leave now.

Isha smiled. "I don't think I'll be very welcome here. We can just meet up next time."

"Isha, don't blame Grandma and my father for being cold. They're not targeting you. It's just that they don't really like Sunaina."

"What's the story between them?"

"Please don't take offense. Back then, Sunaina Rathore was the child of a servant in the family. Originally, that servant was a servant Grandma thought highly of and took good care of. She brought her out of the village so that her parents could seek medical treatment and gave her a stable job so that she didn't have to worry about food and clothes. When Grandpa was sick, she volunteered to take care of him. Then, she became pregnant with Grandpa's child. She even secretly gave birth to Sunaina.

"Grandma and Grandpa had known each other since they were young. They experienced many things together, and she did many things for him. It was not difficult for them to risk their lives for each other. This matter broke Grandma's heart, but if Grandpa wanted to acknowledge Sunaina, Grandma had no choice but to do so."

Hearing this, Isha nodded. "No wonder she called the old madam 'Aunt' instead of 'Mom'."

"I heard my parents mention it when we were chatting. Grandma would never let her call her 'Mom'. Come to think of it, if I treated a man wholeheartedly and he rewarded me with the child of another woman, I definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. Grandma naturally isn't happy about it, and I understand where she's coming from."

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