Chapter 15

The Lombardy descendant gathered in the Lord's office.

It has been a long tradition since they were teenagers to sit in one place on the third day of each week, whether it rains or snows.

Gallahan, who has no spirit these days because of the Coroi textile business, said he was in a hurry, but unintentionally, it was late for the meeting time set in advance by Lulak.

While sweating, he jumped and opened the door of the office, and three other people looked back at the same time while resembling their faces.

"You're late, Gallahan."

Viese did not hide his unpleasant expression and gave him a pin-up.

"Sorry, brother....."

Gallahan spoke when he saw a chair in the office still empty.

"The meeting with the Lombardy bank official is not over yet."

"Oh, is it?"

It was Lulak who took very seriously not to be late for the appointment.

If the meeting had already begun, regardless of age, you would have been scolded like a child.

Gallahan sighed a little while wiping the sweat that had formed on his forehead.

"The lucky guy."

Viese fluttered as he looked at it.

"Haha. It's been a while, sister."

Gallahan happily laughed off Viese's grumpy and greeted Shananet, who was drinking tea quietly in her seat.

Shananet, who is the eldest and whose age is quite different from Gallahan, was less talkative.

"...Okay. Father will be coming soon. Sit down and relax."

Shananet, who has a long neck like a swan and elegant, said in a quiet voice.

After saying that, he sips a teacup again and looks at the distant scenery outside the window.

Gallahan sat in an empty chair, thinking that her sister was very pretty.

"I can't see your face these days? What's so busy?"

Laurels, sitting next to Viese, asked Gallahan.

Laurels, the third of the brothers and sisters, was the least age different from Gallahan, but his personality was the opposite of what he believed to be others.

Laurels, who hated complicated and simple things, was frustrated with Gallahan, and Gallahan was very uncomfortable with Laurel's behavior.

"I'm doing some jobs that my father has entrusted to me these days. Well, even if it's jobs, it is merely advising in words."

Gallahan said humbly.

If it was really about putting a word or two on it, I wouldn't have been running around so busy that he couldn't even see his daughter's face these days.

However, Gallahan glanced at Viese's attention.

It was because Viese felt that the work he was doing was being taken over halfway by Gallahan.

Just as expected.

Viese's face, with her arms, folded and looking only at the front, fluttered.

However, Laurel did not notice the discomfort of planting at all and jokingly continued to speak.

"Ah! I heard that. You stole your brother's business..."

bang!

Eventually, Viese's anger burst.

Viese, who jumped up from his seat and struck the table of the office with his hand, stared at Laurel's with his sad eyes.

"Are you kidding me now?"

"Oh, no, it's not like that. I can't do that, brother!"

Surprised, Laurels expressed resentment with her whole body.

Laurels were scared of Viese to the extent that it sometimes seemed more like a relationship between a superior and a subordinate rather than a sibling.

"And you, Gallahan. I think you've been very convinced that you have been in charge of a big job once. It's a fluke that will never happen again, so enjoy it now. Okay?"

It was the same that Gallahan was unfair.

He has never thought of wanting to take on the business that Lombardy and Angenas are promoting at the same time.

He just went out for a walk with his daughter, and things went wrong and it just happened.

For Gallahan, who wants to live in the warm sun while reading his favorite books and spending time with Florentia, this heavy and breathtaking sense of responsibility was a poison.

"I'm sorry, brother. But I didn't intend to do that either."

"What?"

"If you want to take over this job again even now... ."

"You, this child!"

Although she was in her mid-thirties, her habit of raising her hands easily has not been fixed since childhood.

It was a moment when a fight between brothers who had grown up and had children was about to start.

Tingggg...

Shananet made a small noise and put the teacup down.

"Stop."

With just one word, Viese's movement stopped high.

"You run wild like a foal hit by the ass, Viese."

Despite the words mixed with a tiring sigh, Viese's shoulders flinched.

And it was the same with Laurels and Gallahan.

She had always a quiet and calm personality, but once she gets angry, she was so scary that no one could stop it.

Viese, who seemed to be crushing Gallahan to the ground at any moment, was still nerdy but sat in her seat.

"Thank you, sister."

Gallahan said in a small voice whether he would touch Viese's anger again.

"There's nothing to be grateful for. I just hated being loud."

Shananet's calm but cold gaze touched Viese and looked at Gallahan.

"A squirrel-like guy."

" Yes?"

"I felt it when I first saw you in mother's arms, you are like a squirrel, Gallahan."

At first glance, it might sound like a compliment, but Shananet's cold expression was saying that it was not.

"Even the small thing, you are always so surprised and runs away. Hide in your little den and never try to fight."

"Sister ...."

"The only thing that shows interest is collecting books while chasing like a squirrel, isn't it?"

Light ridicule was hung on Shananet's beautiful lips.