章 22: Powerful
In one of the world's most heavily guarded and fortified locations, an imposing conference room served as the epicenter of Alantica's elite power circle. These individuals, collectively known as "the powers that be," had honed the art of deception and manipulation to perfection. With piercing, discerning eyes, they scrutinized one another, attempting to uncover the hidden secrets that each attendee clung to. The air in the room was thick with hypocrisy, an inescapable reality in their world, as they feigned camaraderie while secretly plotting against one another
They all held themselves with vigilance against each other, scrutinizing each other as if to know all the secrets that the other is hiding the ones that are below in the echelon smile and grovel using their slick tongues to flatter those above them. The room is filled with different people smiling fake smiles, greeting each other but planning to stab each other in the back.
The room falls into silence as Caleb Lane walks into the room, sharp gazes follow his footsteps as the whole room watches him waiting for a mistake so they could tear into him like a lion finally getting the prey he has been hunting.
However, it quickly became apparent that Caleb Lane was no ordinary participant in this high-stakes game. He stood atop the hierarchy, a solitary dragon in a room teeming with wolves. Caleb was well-versed in the intricacies of this cutthroat was t world, and the rest of the attendees, no matter how fiercely they postured, dared not challenge him. He was the undisputed emperor of this gathering, and they his subordinate ministers.
That is why even though they want to destroy him they rather stand up and bow to him as he stands at the head of the table they cannot sit if he does not. He makes them squirm for a while before sitting down and commencing the meeting he might be the youngest in the room but he controls all the power and that makes him their Emperor and them his ministers.
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" Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Shall we now commence the proceedings?" Caleb's authoritative voice sliced through the tension-laden air, seizing control of the room's atmosphere. He orchestrated the meeting with a precision that came effortlessly, exuding charisma and unwavering confidence. Even the president himself found it impossible to retain his usual dominance in the presence of this 27-year-old who had effortlessly assumed the mantle of leadership.
Lucas could not imagine himself as a 27-year-old young man controlling a room full of such powerful people. There was no distraction or waylaid everyone paid attention to him, the meeting moved swiftly as the agendas on the list were marked off and dealt with effectively a sliver of respect began to blossom in Lucas's heart and as he looked at everyone in the room he knows he is not the only one.
Our final agenda pertains to the resurrection of Mr. Michael Lane and the subsequent attacks on the corporations of twelve prominent families. These families have not only suffered severe financial losses but have also seen their most closely guarded secrets exposed, resulting in the displacement of hundreds, possibly thousands, of workers. The exact extent of the damage is yet to be determined," the president's unflappable secretary reported calmly.
One audacious member, likely another high-ranking official, dared to interject, "I believe Mr. Lane should address this matter."
" You have the guts to ask me that question Mr.Elijah, the process through which my uncle lost his life should I address it?" he says as if asking what the time was.
Caleb's response strikes fear in the hearts of all those present.
Mr. Lucas sees the faces of everyone in the room pale, he cannot believe this are they really that idiotic that they think he would not have found the truth he almost wants to laugh.
"Let's not talk about the process of my uncle's death let's talk about why I should get involved if he has a vendetta against you"
They were not aware that one of the people who betrayed his uncle was his grandmother, Mr. Thomas only knew because of his closeness to the Lane family no one else knew that the Lane family was also a target of Micheal's.
" I am still waiting for a reply Mr. Elijah?" the room becomes effectively silent no one wants to be the next scapegoat.
"Mr. Lane we still have to do something no matter if the situation on the ground does not affect you that much you will still have some loss and besides if the economy crumbles your company will not be able to stay at the top and you will lose a lot of your power" The president's misplaced confidence was swiftly quashed by Caleb, who questioned whether he was attempting to threaten him.
"Are you threatening me Mr. President The aura around him becomes cold and any semblance of familiarity or respect is torn apart.
" David please share the documents with you "
The assistant moves to share a document, opening Mr. Lucas is shocked at the information the document contains he is surprised the young man had planned so far ahead.
The meticulously prepared document outlined the potential consequences for the Lane Corporation in the event of national turmoil. The shocking details painted a picture of the Lane Corporation emerging from the chaos stronger than ever, wielding unparalleled power and wealth while other entities crumbled.
" so tell me Mr president what do I get to lose although I might lose a little profit and power a few years later give or take six years along the line and I would hold all the power and wealth even more than I have, the statistics in front of you does not involve our overseas venture... He says resting his chin on his folded hand what do I have to gain from helping you?
A confident smirk graced Caleb's lips, leaving the room's occupants with a disquieting sense of foreboding.
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