100-Day In SUIT

Press Conference

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Gerard said? Take off your hands out of him now or I will break that."

Mr. Leo immediately took off his hands and knelt to the ground gasping. His tears rapidly trickled down to his cheek regretting what he had done after watching our car slowly leaving the City Hall.

"Just out of curiosity Mr. Gerard, what was your plan for that person?" My driver seriously asked.

I am tight-lipped for a second. My tiny innocent mind tried to dig deep to think but unfortunately, has no substantial answer for his question.

"Umm, I already paid my debt and threatened him. Not to mention he got a kick from one of you, so I think we were even."

"You're too sluggish and humble, Mr. Gerard. That is not how your father works. He could not accept the word "even" and "sorry" or even "loss" for those people who crossed his path.

I have been working with your father for almost 6 years. What he wants is what he gets. Everyone who tempts to cross his will ends up his objective. That's one of the reasons he got everything you had now."

I am mysteriously fascinated by what my driver told me. Presumably, one of the reasons why everyone highly respected Senior Gerard is because they were utterly terrified of him.

"So, what do you suggest? Like, make his life miserable or worst murder him?" I curiously asked.

"It's your call, Mr. Gerard. Not mine. As the saying goes to say, when someone tosses you stones, better not throw them with bread but stone."

After a short, while conversing with my driver, we arrived back at the villa.

Mr. Emilio unlocked the door of my car when I got back. I already foresaw that he was not in the mood after what happened to me in the City Hall.

I inferred I could probably get a lecture from Mr. Emilio after seeing his frowned terrifying look. He didn't even say a word when I got back.

"After your meal, I wanted to talk to you, Mr. Kenneth." Mr. Emilio said.

"Okay." I briefly replied.

After I had my meal, Mrs. Gloria assisted me to the conference room where Mr. Emilio wanted to discuss the matter at hand.

The villa was huge. It has several rooms with different purposes when I passed them heading to the conference room.

"Sit down, Mr. Kenneth." He then ordered our people around to get out of the room.

"Okay, I am now getting intrigued, Mr. Emilio. May I know what this urgent meeting was about?" I courageously asked.

"Before you signed these much-classified documents with me, I wanted you to make an oath and make sure that everything that occurred lately in the City Hall would never happen again." He replied in a serious, terrifying manner.

"Okay, I will and promise."

"So, I guess we settled then." He then opened the attached case with him and placed several contracts in front of me.

He utterly explained to me about the transmission of ownership for all Gerard's businesses and properties in Eastern Valley with a total of five trillion dollars equity.

The G' Industrial Building was one of the primary sources of income for the country's progress with a total equity of five hundred billion dollars alone.

"So, I infer these companies indicated in the contracts I signed were now under my name? That I am the new owner now?" I asked in wonder.

"Not yet, Mr. Kenneth. We still need to process our application to the bank so all of these assets will not be frozen and we still need to do a public press conference today."

"Press conference?"

"Uh-huh." He then picked up those documents and placed them back in the attached case.

Mr. Emilio suddenly clapped his hands.

The maids immediately opened the door along with the two lanky gorgeous ladies who came in with various luxurious and elegant suits. I inferred they may be some kind of model as though they were both tall, sexy, and most of all, beautiful.

"Mr. Kenneth, I am afraid that you need to suit up because we need you to attend an important press conference in an hour from now!" Emilio eagerly asked.

I grinned bitterly before I replied. "Umm, may I know what the press conference was all about?"

"I'm afraid that it was about your unexpected return, Mr. Kenneth. They will be asking you various questions, and you need to answer them properly."

I'm a bit startled and anxious when he told me to tell them nothing but the truth. How can I tell them the truth I don't have any idea about Gerard's family? I scowled dejectedly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gerard, we have effortlessly composed a script for you to browse. It could enable you from recalling what happened. Nonetheless, if you are in doubt about the question, you may also ask them to proceed." The lanky lady explained.

"We knew you experienced post-traumatic anxiety these past few months, so we understand. Here, Mr. Gerard, you can read the script for a minute." She then passed me the script.

While assisted on wearing my suits, I kept reading the piece of paper I am clasping.

"You looked even better wearing a suit Mr. Kenneth! It's good to finally see you again." Emilio enthusiastically said.

"Thank you, Mr. Emilio! Shall we go now? I don't want to be late for the conference."

After wearing all brand-new suits, the two lanky ladies immediately exited themselves. I then looked at myself in the mirror before we went out of the room.

I looked completely elegant and reputable with a suit. They were more comfortable to wear indeed. From where I saw myself, I inferred everything I wore possibly would total more or less fifty thousand dollars.

"Shall we go now, Mr. Kenneth?" Mr. Emilio asked.

"We shall, Mr. Emilio!" I jokingly replied.

When I reached outside, I stayed for a minute. I gradually raised my hands horizontally, heads up high, rejuvenating the tensed light from the sun infiltrating through my soft skin along with the cold breeze from the wind helped ease up my mind.

One of the guards patiently unlocked the door of the car for me. I then excitedly leaped in and drove away.

"Are you ready, Mr. Kenneth?" Emilio glared at me in the eye and asked.

I completely sensed the intense tone of Mr. Emilio's voice. It appears that, at this point in my life, I am also beholden and compelled to be serious as though there were various things at stake from my return.

"Yes, of course, Mr. Emilio! I am ready. I can't wait to see and finish this press conference so we could proceed to some other bigger fish to fry."

"That's decent to hear from you, Mr. Kenneth! Welcome aboard."

When we arrived at the venue, I suddenly felt uncomfortable. I felt prepared a few minutes ago, but when I stood at G' Industrial building again, where everything commenced, my mind chicken out.

"Come on Mr. Kenneth! They were all waiting now. We still have various meetings after this!" Mr. Emilio led me the way to the stage.

There were flashes from several cameras throughout the place as I walked down the aisle heading to the center stage.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! May I humbly present to you, Mr. Kenneth James Gerard." Mr. Emilio announces loud and clear.

There was a boisterous round of applause from these people who highly respected me for being part of Gerard's family.

From the moment I stepped into this building, I am nothing but a mere employee of the City Hall, but with what destiny brought me, I am destined to become the owner of this universal building.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen. We are now ready to answer your questions. One step at a time, please!"

There was a boisterous chattering inside the hall after the opportunity to ask questions was officially opened. There were thousands of people who came to witness my unexpected comeback.

Several of them were business entrepreneurs all over the world who wanted to have insights about the upcoming events to Gerard's multi-billion equities.

"Umm, good afternoon, Mr. Gerard! My name is Louis, of Cebu International News Station. My concern to you is, what happened after the plane crash and how did you survive?"

There was a bridge of silence when I was about to touch the microphone. I can see them eagerly waiting to hear me speak.

I first cleared my throat. "Yes, thank you, Louis. What happened to me with my dad was terrifying. All I could recall after the plane crash was vague. I am on a dilapidated plane on an isolated island.

I am full of blood. Scared to death. I couldn't move my body to look around for my dad. Different parts of the plane were carried away by the huge waves.

Luckily, an uncivilized person came to the rescue. They brought me to their Nipa hat to heal my wounds. Thank you."

"Okay, next…" Mr. Emilio proceeded.