In another world, sick music would have played when Brent dropped that bomb. However, this wasn't another world, and that wasn't something that Brent planned for.
So only silence followed his statement before the Guild Captain stared at him incredulously and spoke.
"What?" He demanded and Brent gave a shrug.
"You heard me. The truth was, dear old gramps left everything to me. That includes the money, the name, the companies, the property, the titles and also, you and your entire Guild. My brother isn't the one who is going to be the next head of the family, not legally. That's me. It was the last fuck you my grandfather could think of after my brother chased me out of the city, tried to kill me several times, and erase the fact that I even existed from the face of the earth. Tragically for him, I was thriving in another city." Brent said with another shrug.
The Captain was in full blown shock, as were the rest of the Lieutenants around him. Brent glanced over his shoulder.
