At the headquarters of the Wang family, the potential heirs in addition to their parents were gathered at an elliptical table.
Today was a nerve-wracking day for Samuel, like any other.
His siblings were presenting their accomplishments to their parents with the hope of earning their admiration.
Their father and the leader of the Wang family gazed at his descendants with coldness. While their mother spared them no motherly love, instead observing them like shiny toys, wondering who would stand out the most.
As per family tradition, they ate dinner together. Eventually, when the servants delivered the dessert, the lady of the house raised her gaze, causing tense silence to settle around the room.
Pointing to the oldest, she commanded in an amused tone.
"Ragtor, you are permitted to speak."
Obeying, he rose to his feet before bowing deeply. "Thank you, Mother and Father."
Staring upright, he began.
