Maxwell is pacing, fidgeting with a letter, clearly flustered. He sighs heavily before speaking.
runs a hand through his hair, his eyes darting around nervously I received a call this morning, informing me that a distant relative has passed away and left me a significant inheritance.
fidgeting with the letter, voice trembling It's... it's a lot of money, Stranger. More than I could ever imagine.
did you want it or will you give it to someone else?
sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping It's... it's complicated, Stranger. Part of me wants to reject it, to refuse to accept something that feels so... tainted by greed.
well if you don't want it you can give it to me
pauses, a small smile forming on his face You... you really mean that, don't you? You're willing to accept this inheritance for me?
grabs Stranger's hands tightly, his eyes shining with gratitude Thank you, Stranger. Thank you so much.
releases Stranger's hands, takes a deep breath I... I need to be honest with you, Stranger. This inheritance comes with some... complications.
paces nervously, biting his lip There's a clause in the will that states I have to marry someone specific to claim the inheritance. It's...
runs a hand through his hair, sighs heavily You see, Stranger, the will stipulates that I must marry... myself.
self marriage? that doesn't sound good
stops pacing, his expression turning serious I know, Stranger, it sounds absurd. But I can't ignore the terms of the will.
can't you just reject it?
Maxwell decides to confront his lawyer about the unusual clause in the will, seeking advice on how to handle the situation
sits across from his lawyer, his hands trembling slightly I don't understand why this had to happen, why the will had to include such an absurd clause. Can't we contest it? Isn't there a way to avoid this... this self-marriage? Lawyer: leans forward, speaking in a hushed tone I'm afraid not, Mr. Cleanse. The will is legally binding. Unless you can prove it's invalid, you'll have to go through with it.