Dave’s way was different from Lucas’s. He had the power to ask for more. He could have taken over the company if he wanted. But he didn’t. He chose something small.

Lucas let out a laugh, though it sounded bitter. There was a trace of mockery in it, mostly directed at himself.

Those words hit something deep inside him. They tore apart the values he used to be so proud of.

At that moment, he thought about his late wife and eldest son.

They had been nothing like him. And neither was Dave.

But Rupert, the one who was most like him, turned out to be the one who tried...