``And for my youngest child, Meimei, I am leaving behind my vast fortune, for she has not reached an age where she can fully take care of herself yet. The money to be disbursed will be controlled by three people as part of the trust fund, and these said three people cannot be in anyway related to anyone within my immediate family. She will receive disbursements till the age of twenty-one, wherefore she will have full access to whatever is left over without having the need for the trust fund to be present, on condition that on her twenty-first birthday she will bring the item that the trust has been told to be on a look out for in another sealed envelope,'' the lawyer read to a rather astonished crowd in the room.
``That's not fair! Why would pa leave his money to Meimei when we could all use the money right now?'' An indignant Sam said loudly to no one in particular. Sam was the eldest child of Mr Tok's family, and have been failing in business after business that he had started.
``Well, for one, we already have jobs, but Meimei is only eighteen and still studying,'' a cool Meihua answered from the chair that she was sitting on. Meihua was second in the family and was a scientist by trade, working on complicated Physics for a local research institute.
``Chill a cycle dude; big sis is right. We all have jobs, so why do we need these money?'' Heng said from the other end of the room, third in line and a computer programmer at the family's company.
``But what's this object that the will refers to?'' Meimei asked the lawyer, completely ignoring what everyone has said.
``That, my dear, is for you to figure out. According to the instructions of the will, even I am not supposed to tell you what the item is. Mr Tok told me in private that it was something that you would obviously know, and that it had a very special significance in the family. And that was all he said.''
``Intriguing,'' Meihua said. ``Don't worry Meimei, we will help you find that item. Maybe not Sam, he seems to want the money for himself.'' Sam shot her a dirty look.
(Based on an exercise generated by WriteThis - 26 May 2010 06:38:13)
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