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LovethMia, the heir will be revealed at the end of this chapter.
Garambola, it's been fun to play thus far as well! I've got so far ahead in-game I've had to force myself to stop just so I can catch up with the writing!

“Serena!” Jeremiah had had enough. “Get down here on the double!”
The 15 year old bounded down the stairs, but stopped dead when she saw the serious expression on her father’s face.
“What’s the matter Dad?”
“You and I need to talk. Sit down.” She sat.

“I’ve been looking at your latest school reports. Not very good, are they? I thought you’d want to go off to Uni like your brothers.”
“Dad... I’m not bothered about Uni. And is it really that big a deal if my grades aren’t A’s?”

“They’re not even C’s Serena. You’re averaging D+ at best. Keep this up and you’ll fail out of school. Do you really want that on your record?”
Serena shrugged. She was bored of school and found homework tiresome. Fair enough for those swots who were off to Uni, but not for her.
“What are you going to do about it? It’s my life.”
“I just don’t want you to scupper your chances sweetie. Failing school can have serious consequences like not getting a decent job. Employers don’t like seeing F’s.”

Glancing over, Jeremiah could see that Serena really wasn’t interested. He sighed.
“Okay, fine. Screw up your life if that’s what you want, but don’t come running to me when your bank account turns red.”
“You done, Dad?” Plaintive.
“Yes. I can see we’re not going to agree on this.”

Admittedly, Susan’s grades weren’t much better, but unlike her twin she was showing some kind of effort. She was averaging B-, not impressive but at least it was a definite pass. Hence why the father-daughter conference had only been with Serena.

At least Stephanie was doing well. She’d mastered walking very quickly, was chattering nineteen to the dozen and had finally learnt that the potty was not for playing 'boat' in! Sy had even taught her a nursery rhyme, which she would sing to herself when left alone in a room. For now, she’d been “promoted” to the boys’ old room, but with Jonathan possibly returning before her sisters moved out there was a likelihood of being made to move.

And now she’d made it. Stephanie was a child, ready to take on the world of school and homework. In a rare celebration, Sy cooked a freshly caught fish from the newly dug pond, served on the new (albeit plain) larger dining table.

With the boys’ four years of University drawing to a close, Sy and Jeremiah had to make a decision. Who would be the heir?

It didn’t take long. With Serena making little to no effort, there was only one eligible person left. Upon graduation, Jonathan would be welcomed back home, permanently.