Chapter 9: The Volcano Mr. Brooke

Inside a spacious boardroom, the air around it was suffocating even though the Air conditioner was on. The people sitting around the table were tensed and everyone was managing their breathing because their breathing seems to be too loud now.

The room was not a funeral parlor or not a courtroom but the boardroom of Brooke group and the people seated around the table were shareholders and the company directors but a man stood out differently among them despite the tense mood he was relaxed.

The man kept twirling with the pen in his hands and the aura he kept emanating was already choking enough that the Air that was conditioning in the room at that time felt suffocating to the man and his assistant suck in a handful of breath not to drop dead because of the suffocating aura.

The cold man terrorizing everyone's existence and the board of directors that are old enough to be his father all kept their mouths sealed not wanting to be seen.

The man was cladded in a three-piece suit that didn't do justice to his well-defined masculine body and his brow which were knitted in amusement making him more humdinger.

The man was not other than Dylan Brooke, he just came back from his business trips after three days and the first thing he did was to call for an emergency board meeting the one which caused him trouble should bear the brunt.

"Mr. Brooke don't you think you should address the board, "one of the shareholders says gathering every courage he could get maybe he decided to not shorten his life span by getting suffocated by the man's aura.

Dylan shot his eyes to the man that just finished speaking as he smirked coldly which in return made the pitiful old man almost wet his pant.

"Are you kidding me now, Mr. Willow," his chilly voice rang through the room and the people in the room adjusted themselves in their seats not making the actions evident.

"You guys already know why I called for a board meeting but you are still asking me why you guys are here," Dylan flared up.

Their present mood of Dylan was like that of a volcano waiting to explode.

The board of directors all know why there were sitting but who are they to mention the person in question? She was also a Brooke so who are they to mention her name so, they all kept quiet not minding being choked by Dylan.

Dylan looked at the stiff faces of the shareholders and he smiled knowing that they all won't say anything though but his worry was grounded by the culprit coming in herself.

"I am sorry I got here late, it was so much traffic," a woman says walking unto the silent boardroom.

The woman was clad in a knee-length branded gown and she accompanied it with fine jewelry her face was molded in the light makeup that exude her youthful grace making her look like a 29's girl while she was in her 50s.

Dylan smiled cunningly seeing the woman walk into the room the woman also had her share of glaring at Dylan and the board of directors just looked at the people glaring at themselves before the woman broke and said something.

"And Hi to you NEPHEW," the woman says emphasizing the nephew but Dylan was too angry to care this woman wasted his time and ruined all his plans he was going to make her pay.

"I think you should find a seat Mrs. Julius you won't want us to delay a board meeting because of you, "Dylan also says emphasizing her last name and the woman gritted her teeth in disgust.

The woman was Dylan's aunt but since she got married she adopted her husband's last name which was a thorn in her flesh because she felt she won't be able to use her family's influence that way so people refrain by calling her last name but here was someone emphasizing on it.

The temperature in the boardroom got colder and the aunt and nephew kept glaring at themselves the two auras were both strong because they were both Brooke but Margaret was the first to avert her eyes because Dylan's aura was also choking her.

"Then if I may ask our proud CEO what is the point of this emergency meeting," Margaret asked arrogantly having her seat the board members looked at her like she had grown some horns because after what was transpired in the past few days also, she could not be bothered.

Dylan scoffed inwardly hearing her say that but he enjoyed the knowledge of what he was going to say was going to affect her.

"We are here to discuss your displacement as one of the board members, "Dylan dropped the bomb and all the board members sucked in some shaky breath because they know they are about to witness world war 3.

"What, "Magaret's roaring voice filled the board room and the people there felt like they should just disappear into the fantasy world.

Dylan was impressed that his aunt didn't disappoint him because he expected that kind of comeback.

"You think just because you are the CEO you can do whatever you want, the father must hear of this, "Margaret threatened and Dylan smiled.

wondering why his aunt was so predictable.

"I already told grandpa about my decision and he approved and he also sent a message and it goes like this 'Tell Margaret that I want a director that can manage my company not one that will gamble it away'"Dylan completed his words and that sent Margaret to the world of growing devils.

"Dylan you are displacing me your an aunt because of a simple mistake," She says with gritted teeth and her sentence engaged Dylan.

Simple? She called a mistake he spent 3 days clearing up simple? What does she think it will have become of Brooke's group if he had interfered with them?

"You squander company funds into a stock that was hosted by a host of manipulators and the stock market crashed making Brooke group lose 1 billion dollars in just 3 days," Dylan says with his cold voice, and with every word his aura gets darker, and his assistant behind him gobbled in some air.

Everyone in the board meetings frowned when they heard that tiny details, they live for money and that was what they were concerned about because in the first place MONEY.

Margaret's smug behavior changes when she saw that the people she thought they were going to support were all casting her different stares and at that time she resolved.

Even if I have to kneel I have to make sure I stay on the board longer so, I can achieve my dream, Margaret thought.

"It's okay I am sorry Dylan, I don't mean to hurt the Brooke business it's just that I had the business in her my mind so much that I can't help but be tempted to try the stock out," Margaret says solemnly taming on a sympathy look but Dylan could see through her acts so he just cut her off.

"Since you claimed you have the Brooke business at heart then that should be more reason you should leave office," Dylan says with a tone of finality, and the board members all swallowed their saliva in nervousness.

"And I think that's it for the meeting today," Dylan says strolling out of the board room and his assistant follows suit.

Margaret looked at the retreating figure of her nephew and she gritted her teeth in rage.

"This humiliation I will make sure to pay back tenfold," Margaret mutters under her breath.

Dylan takes long strides toward his office and different workers greeted him on his way some female workers admire their god-like CEO who doesn't even glance at them.

"What is she up to today," Dylan asked without mentioning names and his assistant Charles quickly catch on to who he was asking after.

He hasn't called her ever since that day because he seriously didn't know to want to say and it also think that it will be bad to discuss something on the phone that was his thoughts.

"She would be attending a charity program with the cast of Bless me Messiah so it can help the promotion of the movie when it releases," Charles reported and that halted his steps.

"Did you mean she will be with Galen today," Dylan asked, assistant Charles nodded his head and he noticed his boss's expression darkened.

"Let's go," he announced after a long time.