Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

Alex started the car, the engine roaring to life, and without hesitation, pressed down on the accelerator. The sleek vehicle shot forward, weaving through the city streets with precision. His destination was clear, the towering headquarters of the Reid Industries.

The Reid Industries Building stood as a monument of power in the heart of important district.

The skyscraper, soaring to an impressive 128 stories, dominated the skyline. It was not just a building; it was a symbol of the company's legacy and influence over the years, a legacy that was now under threat from some two faced girls and protagonist.

As Alex drove, his mind replayed the events of the novel. Every detail, every betrayal, every downfall was etched into his memory of course not all minor things or such as every scene, he didn't have eidetic superhuman computer memory to remember every last word he ever read or anything.

But he knew of some important events and some minor ones which would be helpful.

"If the original storyline continues as it did..." he muttered to himself, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. "In three months, this building won't even belong to me anymore."

In the original novel, Rose's manipulative schemes, backed by her family's greed, had infiltrated the company with Rose family members. With the protagonist's covert assistance, the Reid Industries was slowly devoured from within Itself without going any suspicious to Rose or her family members.

Of course many would have definitely suspected them, but no one would have dared to speak or slander the girl original Alex was in love with on fully simp mode agreeing to everything she asked as absurd as it will. And just like that billions of dollars in assets were siphoned off, and the empire collapsed like a house of cards.

Alex's jaw clenched as anger bubbled within him. The original Alex Reid had walked straight into their trap, blind to the betrayal festering around him.

"Not now though! I will not let that happen. Definitely Not!" Alex muttered, his voice low but fierce. His eyes burned with resolve. "Now that I'm here, there's no way I'll let that happen. Never... Never"

Arriving at the Reid company, Alex parked his car in the reserved VIP space which were for top executives of the company, the screech of the brakes echoing in the underground area. He stepped out of the car, his polished shoes clicking against the concrete as he made his way toward the private elevator.

Every step he took made another clinking sound.

The employees he passed along the way cast him surprised glances, whispering among themselves. It had been months since Alex had come to his own company so such reactions were fully justified. Many of them had assumed he was more interested in Rose than the company's affairs.

But now, seeing the sharp look in his eyes and the confidence in his stride, they couldn't help but feel that something had changed. Something definitely changed.

Alex's sudden appearance sent some doubts of whispers throughout the building. The sleek, towering walls of the Reid Industries Its company seemed to amplify the murmurs as employees paused their work to steal glances at their CEO.

"Wait, isn't that the CEO? I thought he was out shopping with Rose," someone whispered, their voice barely audible over the clicking of keyboards and shuffling of papers.

"Yeah, he never leaves her side. Why's he back so suddenly? And where's Rose?" another replied, their tone laced with confusion.

"Strange... The CEO's acting different today."

As Alex walked past, the soft hum of gossip grew louder, though no one dared speak too openly in his presence.

"Hey, do you notice something about him? He's... different." Said one of the employee in the company

"You're right! He used to walk like he didn't have a care in the world, all sluggish and weak." After hearing the comment another employee decided to speak her thoughts too.

"But now, his steps are firm, his posture commanding. And that expression... it's so serious. Honestly, it's kind of hot." A female employee said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, you're right. He looks so much more... manly like this. I didn't know the CEO could be this handsome!" Said one of the other female employee.

Despite the hushed conversations around him, Alex's face remained impassive. He strode through the lobby with purpose, his sharp gaze making even the boldest employees look away, pretending to be busy with their tasks.

As he stepped further into the lobby, the staff quickly straightened up, greeting him with polite nods and well-rehearsed smiles.

"Good morning, Sir!"

"Good morning, sir!"

The employee that came near him gave their greetings.

Alex responded with a curt nod, his expression calm and unreadable. He paused for a moment near the reception desk, his deep voice breaking the stillness. "You should have received the notice by now from my butler? Are all the preparations done just as I have asked for?"

The receptionist, a bright-eyed young woman with neatly tied hair, immediately straightened her posture. Her hands fumbled slightly with the tablet she held, the device wobbling as she scrambled to respond.

"Y-Yes, sir!" she stammered, her voice shaky but earnest. "Everyone has been informed and is ready. They're just waiting for you now." Her nervous smile wavered, and she glanced up briefly, trying to gauge his reaction.

"Good," Alex replied, his tone firm and precise, leaving no room for doubt or further questioning. His piercing gaze lingered for a second longer, making her heart skip a beat before he turned away without another word. The sound of his polished shoes echoed sharply against the marble floor as he strode toward the elevators, each step purposeful and unwavering.

Inside the elevator, Alex caught his reflection in the sleek steel walls. The image staring back at him was calm and composed, though his eyes held a steely determination that hadn't been there in the past. His sharp expensive suit fit him perfectly, exuding professionalism and control. He adjusted his tie slightly, his fingers brushing against the silk fabric as his thoughts raced.

'This is it,' he told himself as the elevator began its ascent. 'No more hesitation. No more excuses. If this company is going to thrive, it starts now... today.'

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the upper floors was electric with tension. Employees clustered in small groups near their desks, murmuring in hushed tones. Their conversations were just discussing themselves, or thier company CEO appeareance in months things something was going to happen.

"What's going on? Why's the CEO calling everyone up like this?" one whispered, their brows furrowed.

"It's been ages since the last time he addressed us all together," another replied, shaking their head. Their lips pressed into a thin line, betraying their worry.

"I heard it's something serious," a third added, glancing around nervously as if afraid someone might overhear.

Their whispers faded into silence when the elevator chime echoed softly through the hall. Everyone instinctively turned toward the polished double doors of the top-floor conference room.

Inside, the room buzzed quietly with subdued conversations. Rows of senior and mid-level managers sat in neatly arranged chairs, some tapping their pens anxiously while others straightened their ties or adjusted their notes. The air felt thick with unease, like the calm before a storm.

"What do you think this is about?" a middle-aged manager murmured to the colleague seated beside him. He leaned forward, his forehead creased with concern.

"I have no idea," the other whispered back, shaking their head. "But for the CEO to gather us like this... it can't be good."

Their speculation was cut short by the sudden, forceful swing of the double doors. The sharp thud as they opened echoed across the room, commanding immediate attention.

Alex stepped inside, his commanding presence instantly silencing the quiet murmurs. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the rows of faces staring back at him.

Some looked relaxed while some a little bit nervous but none show that on their facex, their hands clenched tightly in their laps, while others held a stiff, guarded posture, their expressions unreadable.

The faint sound of his steps as he walked to the front of the room seemed almost deafening in the otherwise silent space.

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