James returned home. Before he could exit the elevator, his phone rang. It was Henry.

"James, news from the Blithe King. He sent his men to deliver the Callahans their invitation."

"Okay, got it."

James hung up. He knocked on the door and was greeted by Alyssa Myers, David's wife. "Pathetic loser," she sneered. "Aren't you embarrassed enough to still come home?"

James walked past her into the house. Seeing Thea on the couch, a smile spread across his face.

"Thea, I've already arranged for us to receive an invitation."

Thea was incredulous. "Those are men from the Western Border Patrol. How did you get them?"

James laughed. "Did you forget I was a soldier? I have some connections in the military higher-ups."

"But your resume said you served in the Southern Plains. What does the South have to do with the army in the West?"

James explained, "We aren't directly related, but my ex-superior has ties with a big shot at the western border. Anyway, I managed to get the invitation for the Callahans."

Gladys, Benjamin, and David were also in the house. Gladys couldn't believe him. "Relying on connections, you?" she scoffed. "Although you served for a decade, you were a mere soldier. What connections could you possibly have? James, I'm warning you, don't trick Thea just because she's naive. You can't trick me. Thea, you have to be smarter. Why are you trusting this fool? All he has is some medicinal knowledge. He isn't rich or powerful."

James, used to Gladys's insults, marched toward Thea.

"Thea, let's go to the Callahan mansion now. I will win back your reputation this time."

"James, are you serious?" Benjamin asked, also unsure of James's ability to secure the invitation.

The seats for the succession ceremony were highly coveted. The rich and wealthy throughout the five regions desperately sought invitations.

"Dad, are you buying this guy's words?" David scoffed, hating James intensely. James was the biggest obstacle to his dreams of wealth, mansions, and sports cars.

Ignoring them, James took Thea away. Gladys decided to tag along, impressed by James's confidence. If what he said was true, Lex would be overjoyed, and regaining their shares would be easy.

At the Callahan mansion, Lex was ecstatic. This was the invitation he'd dreamt of—an invitation to the Blithe King's succession ceremony, rumored to have only 100 seats. Billionaires across the five regions were vying for them. Now, thanks to the Oswalds, he had one. Overjoyed, Lex handed Colson a card.

"My Colson, there's five million in this card. Just a small gift for your family's kindness."

"Oh, grandpa, this is too much," Colson said humbly, immediately taking the card.

"We're one family now, we should help each other." This filled Colson with excitement. He knew the resources his family had expended to try and secure an invitation. This invitation wasn't through their efforts, meaning the five million was a completely gratuitous gift—one he wouldn't refuse.