"Got it. Announce that Diss died of a heart attack. At three o'clock this afternoon, tell those clan members who are currently abroad to return here on time for a family meeting!"
The elder turned around, staring silently at the portrait behind him.
Change is necessary for survival.
His own grandson, Dick, was unable to support the family's current situation. If so, what harm was there in transferring power to a more capable clan member?
As for Dean being of a different surname, it was of no consequence.
What kept people loyal were interests, not surnames.
He had lived for so many years, experiencing all kinds of turmoil, as well as the family's glory and decline. He saw through these things.
「Two o'clock in the afternoon.」
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.
There was a knock at the door.
Dean glanced at Niel, who was sleeping like a log. He kissed her forehead, which elicited a mumbled protest. He then couldn't resist pinching her cheek before contentedly getting out of bed to dress.
