Samuel Nelson stood at the door, dressed in one of his dark-navy suits with a fine pinstripe, by Dior, looking impeccable. Meeting everyone's gaze, he remarked drily, "I see you've started eating already. I guess this family runs just peachy without me."

Charles Nelson frowned at his grandson and was quick to respond. "You barely come home once every six months,” he said, “And you still consider this your home?"

Though irritated, Samuel politely said, "Happy ...