Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

"Alex! Please, don’t do this!" one of them cried out, his tone desperate.

"If it’s the shares you want, I’ll sell them! I’ll sell them right now!"

"Me too! I’m willing to sell my shares as well!" another chimed in hurriedly.

Just a minute ago, they had been rallying together to resist Alex’s dominance. Now, they were tripping over one another in their rush to sell their shares.

Alex smirked, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes as he watched them scramble. His gaze was sharp, looking at each shareholder’s reaction with a mix of delight and disdain.

"Now that’s the spirit," he said, pulling out a stack of transfer agreements from his leather briefcase. His tone was light, almost mocking, as if he were enjoying a game where he held all the cards. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"If you’d been this cooperative from the start, I wouldn’t have had to waste time playing hardball." His voice echoed slightly in the large boardroom, filled with tension and the scent of fear.

He handed the agreements to the panicked shareholders one by one. The papers rustled as they passed from hand to hand, each shareholder’s face a mask of confusion and dread.

But as they skimmed through the documents, their expressions turned to shock and outrage. The room filled with murmurs of disbelief.

"Alex, I don’t mind selling my shares, but this price… this can’t be right!" one of them stammered, holding up the document with trembling hands. His voice cracked under the weight of his indignation.

"Exactly! Based on market value, our shares are worth at least more than 100 million dollars and even more. Why are you only offering only so little?!" Another shareholder joined in, his voice rising in pitch as panic set in.

"That’s a daylight robbery Alex! How is this fair?!" Their voices grew louder as they protested, but Alex’s expression remained calm, almost serene in the storm of their discontent.

"There’s no mistake," Alex replied coolly, his eyes looking at the shareholders.

"Don’t rush. Take a look at the rest of the document before you say another word." His tone suggested he was in full control, and perhaps he had been all along.

Though they were suspicious, the shareholders flipped to the next page, their hands shaking. The moment their eyes landed on the contents, their faces drained of color, turning ashen.

Every wrong transaction they had ever made using the company’s resources was laid out in excruciating detail. Small schemes, large profits—everything was meticulously documented in black and white.

Some of the shareholders could barely even remember some of these deals until now. It was as if Alex had been standing behind them, silently watching their every move for years.

"Has he been monitoring us this whole time?" one of them whispered, his voice trembling with fear. He looked around, half expecting to find hidden cameras or microphones.

"Does this mean he’s known everything we’ve done all these years?" Another shareholder’s whisper was laced with terror, their confidence shattered by the revelations on the paper.

The thought sent a chill through their spines. Sweat began to bead on their foreheads as they realized just how deep Alex’s control truly ran. The air in the room felt colder, and suddenly even heavier with the contents of their secrets were now that exposed.

Alex’s voice broke through their rising panic. "So, do any of you still have complaints about the price in share value?" His question was calm, but the icy undertone made it clear he already knew the answer.

"No, no! Not at all!" one shareholder quickly responded, his voice devoid of the earlier defiance.

"I think the price is more than fair!" Another added, the tremor in his voice betraying his fear. They didn’t dare show a shred of resistance, their previous confidence replaced by a palpable dread.

"Good. Then sign the papers," Alex said, his tone suddenly turning ice-cold. His sharp gaze swept over the group like a blade, cutting through their pretenses.

His words were not just a command but a threat veiled in calm. As he added, "Or are you waiting for me to hand all this evidence over to the authorities?" the room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in with the weight of his words.

"No, no! Please don’t!" one shareholder pleaded, his voice cracking with fear.

"No… No Alex, we’ll sign immediately!" another chimed in, desperation clear in his tone.

Panic spread like wildfire among the remaining shareholders. Without another word of hesitation, they each grabbed their contracts, their pens moving frantically as they signed their names and pressed their seals.

The sound of pens scratching paper was the only noise in the otherwise silent room, save for the heavy breathing of those signing their fates away.

As the scene unfolded, the onlookers employees in the room were utterly stunned. Whispers began to circulate among the observers.

"Weren’t these shareholders so determined just a moment ago?" someone muttered under their breath, their voice tinged with disbelief.

"Yeah, they were all about standing together. What happened? Now they’re scrambling to sign!" another onlooker whispered, shaking their head in amazement.

"Look at them! They’re signing as if they can’t wait to get it over with," a third chimed in, eyes wide as they watched the once-proud shareholders fall from grace.

The whispers grew louder as the crowd exchanged bewildered glances, the atmosphere charged with the shock of the turnaround.

Hearing the murmurs around them, the shareholders kept their heads low, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

None of them dared to meet anyone’s gaze. They slinked out of the room one by one, their postures hunched as if they were trying to disappear entirely.

They knew all too well that Alex had been merciful. If he had chosen to report their wrongdoings to the authorities, they wouldn’t just lose their shares.

They’d likely end up in rotten prison, facing years behind bars, with nothing left but shame. The mere thought of it sent shivers down their spines, their future suddenly dark and uncertain.

Alex handed the thick folder of documents to Woolie, his trusted aide standing behind him, a silent witness to the power play.

With deliberate slowness, he lifted his head to gaze at the towering headquarters of Reid Industries, its glass façade glinting under the sun, reaching toward the clouds like a monument to his newfound dominion.

He took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around him, adding to the air of mystery and control.

Exhaling a plume of smoke into the crisp air, he murmured, his voice low but firm, "From now on, the Reid Industries will run under my command alone."

The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, and for a brief moment, the world seemed to fall silent, acknowledging his victory.

’How good it feels… when everything goes according to your plan!’ Alex thought as he relished the moment of victory.

Just then, the sharp ringtone of his phone broke the stillness, cutting through the silence like a blade.

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