In a conference room, the Williams family gathered together around a rectangular table, at the head of the table sat a man with gold-rimmed thin glasses resting on his scrunched-up nose.
He was grandfather William, a retired soldier back in his days, single-handedly built the Williams empire and most of the businesses affiliated with that name from scratch and carried it on to higher heights. He was a no-nonsense old man who had no tolerance for silly jokes and mistakes.
Beside Grandfather Williams was his wife Rose, a sweet woman who had a soft face and a demure attitude. She checked on her nails not caring about what was being discussed in the meeting, they weren’t going to listen to her anyway.
Opposite her was her first son Wilson and then his wife, Rebecca, opposite him was the s
