Who's incarnate?

Henry's voice was smug, his tone arrogant. "I'll take Harrison's place as CEO," he said, his eyes shining with greed. "I'm more than qualified, and I'm not afraid to do what needs to be done."

"You can't do that!" his mother exclaimed, her voice trembling. "Harrison is the rightful CEO!"

Henry let out a dramatic groan, placing a hand on his forehead in mock distress.

"Oh, Mother!" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You don't understand. I'm the one who deserves to be in charge. I'm the one who's going to take this company to the next level."

His mother was speechless, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. "You can't do this," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is not who you are."

"I'm sorry, dear," Franklin said, his voice calm and measured. "But I have to agree with Henry on this. He has a lot of good ideas, and I think he could be a great leader for the company."

Mary's eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth hanging open in shock. "But... but he's yo