The Rules Series

nothing else should interfere with that. That’s going to be my one free lesson for today. Learn it.” I turned to the waiter who looked as if he hadn’t taken a breath since he’d arrived. “Please have my driver bring my car around.”
Zheng was seething. His face was scrunched up, and his lips were pressed so tight they were virtually invisible. I picked up my purse and put on my glasses. Then, I allowed my womanly curves to sway from side to side as I seductively walked over to Zheng. This meeting was unpleasant; yet I still bent low kissing him on the cheek. I let my lips hover against his skin for just a moment before whispering huskily into his ear. “Maybe if you had pulled my hair and fucked me harder, I would have called you back. At any rate, please give your father my regards.”
It was unfortunate, but if Xei didn’t come around soon, I'd have no choice but to move on with Plan B.

Chapter 7
I finally made it to my father’s long time attorney, Mr. Woo’s law office with my own team of lawyers for the reading of the Will. I wouldn’t put anything past him when it came to last minute shenanigans. Dead or not, Chang knew how to mess with someone’s head.
My team was the last to arrive. Everyone else, mostly Chang’s trustees from different financial institutions, had been seated around a large round table.
“My apologies for being late gentlemen. I had business to attend to that couldn’t wait. Please feel free to begin.” I sat in the chair closest to Mr. Woo while my lawyers sat behind me in chairs set up along the walls.
He was a chubby little man with short arms and small hands. They were clasped in front of him as if he were about to officiate a funeral himself. “We’re glad you could finally join us, Ms. Lee-Xiou.” His tone was sarcastic, but I chose to ignore him. In less than an hour, I was going to be in control of everything and everyone, so there was no need to remind him of whom he worked for. He was the hired help. If one could be hired that meant they could also be fired.
He nodded to someone, an assistant maybe. That person walked over softly to deliver several sealed documents lying on what appeared to be a silver platter of some sort. Another person, the only other woman in the room, was silently typing away. Figures.
Mr. Woo’s face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were empty. “Thank you all for joining us today for the reading of Mr. Chang Lee-Xiou’s Last Will and Testament.” He nodded to Gina. “Again, we extend our most heartfelt condolences on the loss of your father.” His heartfelt sympathies seemed to lack any real heart.
I waved him on. “Let’s get on with it.”
“I agree. Let’s begin.” A moment later, he broke the seal on the first document then glanced up at me. “I state for the record that this Last Will and Testament was recorded with Woo and Associates and registered with the Chinese government while Mr. Chang Lee-Xiou was of sound mind, body, and judgment. First, I will read for the record his vast holdings, and then I will proceed to read the determination of how those assets will be allocated and to whom.”
I crossed my legs and opened up the portfolio sitting before me. Patience was a virtue I never really mastered; knowing I was only moments away from having the money, power, and respect my family’s name afforded me kept my anxiousness at bay.
Minutes turned into over an hour as I listened to Mr. Woo rattle off all of my father’s holdings. Earlier he’d mentioned that they were vast, but that was an understatement. Some countries had less in assets than Chang. His holdings were spread out all over the world with a hefty chunk invested in the United States that easily totaled into the billions of dollars. I now even owned a couple of diamond and gold mines in Africa. Of course, there were many offshore accounts with hundreds of millions of dollars in them. Xiou Industries was the one crown jewel that I wanted to sink my talents into.
Thank Gooooooood. Mr. Woo seemed to be wrapping things up and coming to the end of listing all of the assets. We could have easily cut to the chase and named me the benefactor to everything since I had no other living blood relatives.
Woo’s annoyingly nasally voice continued to drone on and on. “Now we’re coming to the allocation of assets.”
Great.
“All properties, cash money, stocks, and other assets that have both cash and non-cash value have been held in the Chang Lee-Xiou trust. Those assets are to be divided evenly among any natural born children of Chang Lee-Xiou. If no male heir was born to oversee said assets, they are to be co-managed by his eldest male blood relative as long as they are of sound mind and the law offices of Woo and Associates.”
I couldn’t believe it. I sat up a little taller as if that would make hearing those words more palatable. Even in death that bastard was still trying to keep me in my place. My heart started to almost beat out of its chest. I looked down at the portfolio because I needed to read that for my damn self. “What page is that on?” I hadn’t really been following along. That’s what my lawyers were being paid for.
One of my attorneys leaned over and whispered the answer in my ear. My eyes quickly scanned down the pages, and there it was as