I grab the mic at the event and announce I'm no longer a wastrel. My parents and the wealthy guests stare; Eric sits beside Dad, eyes his flushed daughter and clenches his fist, vowing violence if I act up. Sid worries he'll be branded the top wastrel. I admit guilt over LumiTech's bankruptcy and, as its sole heir, declare it's my duty to save the company and that I can make money. The elites scoff and Olivia is baffled. I vow, "I'm going to tell everyone..." — a pledge that shocks the room and leaves my next move unresolved.