Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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The butler remained silent for a moment, watching his employer carefully. "And if he 'is' ready? If he succeeds in spite of everything?"

Leonard's eyes darkened as he stared past Lorentz, his mind clearly elsewhere. "Then we’ll have our answer." He paused, his tone softening slightly, though the edge remained. "He’ll have earned his place by fire, and no one—not the board, not his so-called colleagues—will question his right to lead."

Lorentz shifted on his feet, his hands clasped behind his back. "And you, sir? Will you... be proud of him?"

Leonard's jaw tightened, the question hanging heavy in the air. He turned his back to Lorentz, walking toward the window, the weight of the world seemingly pressing down on his broad shoulders.

"I’ve never given my son anything, Lorentz. Not without him earning it. If he survives this, if he proves himself worthy... then maybe."

The silence stretched between them, the air thick with unspoken tension. Lorentz cleared his throat, his voice barel