The reign of the Rothschild family was over. Their end was not as disastrous as the Goldstein family, but their past glory would never return as they had given up their stake in the U.S. Central Bank, also known as the Federal Reserve. The emergency meeting in the Rothschild family’s mansion ended in despair.

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Isaac Rothschild’s electric wheelchair crossed the hallway while its motor whirred. Then, he suddenly took his hands off the control lever when he was in front of the portraits of the former heads, and he sat there for hours. After a while, Dresner walked over from the end of the hall.

“I knew you would be here.”

“Ah, I forgot to tell you. I appreciate your work on my behalf.”

Dresner couldn’t win the throne in the end, but he wasn’t complaining as the loss he felt while living in the center of the family’s collapse was catastrophic.

“You must feel a lot of remorse, but…”

“I know. It was an inevitable decision to survive. My heart is breaking not just because we had lost stake in the Federal Reserve,” Isaac interrupted.

He abruptly ended there as there was no point in elaborating further. Saying there was no hope of getting the stakes back out loud would hurt them even more.

“You should cheer up now. You have to rebuild things...