A/N - Lets give Adelaide some screen time.
The afternoon sun filtered through the study's tall windows, casting long shadows across the ornate furniture within. Three days had passed since the infamous dungeon test at Crono Academy, and now Maximilian Brightwell found himself facing an unexpected confrontation in his own sanctuary.
"What did you just say?" Maximilian's palm struck his mahogany desk with enough force to rattle the expensive tea service, his face contorted with a mixture of shock and anger as he stared up at his daughter.
Adelaide sat across from him, the picture of composure as she delicately raised her teacup. "I said I'll be renaming my company to 'RAT Co.' and separating from the Golden Compass Trading Company, effective immediately." She took a measured sip, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to her father's agitation.
