"Galileo looks up in absolute horror, finally realizing his submissive son-in-law owns his entire life."
The silence in the study was absolute, shattered only by the heavy, uneven breathing of the man who had once been the undisputed titan of Aethelgard. Galileo clutched the edge of his mahogany desk, his face drained of all color, his eyes darting frantically across the legal documents Richter had laid out with surgical precision. It was not just a loss of assets. It was a total, systematic annihilation of his relevance. The man he had spent months berating, the boy he had dismissed as a spineless scavenger, was now the master of everything he had built.
Richter stood tall, his posture no longer slumped in that characteristic feigned weakness. He watched Galileo with a calm, predatory
