On Thursday morning, at the Sari Family estate, Councilman Sari, who was over forty and somewhat stout, had barely finished breakfast when the Butler informed him that Mr. Rene was waiting in the office.
Councilman Sari immediately frowned. Mr. Rene was the family's professional asset manager, responsible for managing most of the Sari Family's finances... But ever since the family's Archbishop of the Church of Steam had been called to the Lord's side, this gentleman had brought nothing but bad news whenever he came.
Ah... no matter how much I don't want to face it, I can't avoid it... Let's hope this time won't be too bad... Councilman Sari sighed and, accompanied by the Butler, arrived at the office, where he saw Mr. Rene, dark circles under his eyes and looking somewhat haggard.
The financial manager was only thirty this year, an age when he should have been at his peak, but the pressure from all sides over the past month had forced several strands of white hair onto his head.
When Mr. Sari entered, he was drinking cup after cup of coffee, trying to restore his overly depleted energy.
Mr. Sari's heart sank at the sight, but he still asked gently, "Rene, has something happened again?"
"Yes, I've just received a piece of news that is extremely unfavorable to us..." Mr. Rene said. Perhaps because the coffee was too hot, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"What news?" Mr. Sari sat down on the sofa and asked calmly.
There had been too much bad news for the family lately. He was starting to grow numb to it.
"It's that Mr. Henry, the second-largest shareholder of Sushit Bank, has sold all his shares to the Fules Family..." Mr. Rene answered cautiously, careful not to