chapter11

The Burden of Legacy

Sam's POV

The dim light of the library pooled over the pages spread out before me. I'd lost count of the hours I'd spent in here, poring over every detail, trying to unravel the layers of secrets woven into the family history. This wasn't just any study session. No, this was decades of preparation, a ritual passed down through generations. My grandfather, the Chairman, had told me countless times, 

"The day you're ready to take over this company, Sam, is the day you'll understand the real reason it was created. And what you find out will determine whether you deserve this legacy."

I wasn't there yet. For all the hours, all the buried family documents, all the pieces of history that felt heavier each time I uncovered them, I still hadn't found the truth. And without it, I wasn't "ready" in his eyes, nor was I ready in mine.