บท 88: The New Successor.

Justin looked around the spacious hall. The shareholders took their seats according to the amount of shares each of them possessed. The exact amount of shares that each had was unknown, but, according to the rules, it was possible to see who had more or less by the order they were sitting in at the table.

In the front row were those who worked for the good of the Pharaoh the longest. Some of them have been with the publishing house since the time of its foundation, some joined a little later. Justin's father represented the latter category.

He was sitting a few seats away from Arthur Pitcher. There were four people in front of him: two were old friends of Justin's grandfather, and the third was the one who came to the publishing house seventeen years ago, while still being a boy.