The crowd in the hall hushed in anticipation, all eyes fixed on Mr. Kingston, all waiting for him to say who the heir to the Kingston empire would be.

Aaron felt his chest tighten, his hands trembling slightly, although he didn't let it show.

Even if he always behaved sometimes like he didn't want it, or didn't care, it has always been his goal, to be head of the empire.

On the other end of the hall, Lucas stood, his expression remained unreadable still, masking the pressure boiling up within.

Mr. Kingston’s gaze swept over the audience, his voice deep and commanding, resonating through the entire hall.

“And so,” he...