CH-75 Spy in company?

It was 5:27 pm when we arrived and parked our vehicle.

There was an important gathering or announcement. I have to inform everyone in the company after we reach our target and are grouped there for the meeting.

I stood outside Zyricon Incorporated, and noticed the principal individual, Disha, who was already present here after our previous meeting.

"Oh, you have come before the time." Disha exclaimed upon seeing me, having just emerged from the edifice, which was the primary branch and twice the magnitude of Burj Khalifa's dimensions.

"It has been a considerable time, Iris!" She embossed me after Arle's tenure and greeted Gwen and Ely with deference, being well-acquainted with their identities.

"We convened yesterday, did we not?" I patted her head, acknowledging her inclination to cling to me and treat me as an elder sibling.

I recollected when she narrated how her elder sister, who had nurtured her from birth, murdered before her eyes when she was abducted by that nefarious Deadnova.

After I rescued her, I safeguarded her like an elder sibling. She has exceptional talent in managing enterprises, potentially surpassing even my abilities.

"Shall we go to the conference?" I surveyed our surroundings, locating individuals casting envious glances towards me and covert lustful looks towards Disha, undoubtedly for her financial prowess.

My enterprise has ascended to the top 100 globally, a testament to the hard work of my subordinates.

I shall not permit any bastard to exploit my precious quintet for personal gain.

"When you five receive a proposal or find a significant other, ensure you tell me. I will not tolerate any scoundrel taking advantage of my cherished family." I declared, directing a stern motherly gaze towards Arle and Disha.

"Certainly, we shall!" Disha and Arle responded in unison, exchanging glances, which brought a hint of ecstatic to my heart as we made our way inside.

On the first floor I heard many voices when Disha was hugging my arms.

My ears perked up to listen to their gossip.

"Did you notice how close they seem? What do you think that woman is? New business partner?"

"Damn, This company never let go of any talent or opportunity."

"Idiots, Rumors suggest the president is very cold and never lets anyone touch her. Perhaps they are more than just business partners."

"Why do I sense vinegar here?"

"... Shit, boohoo! I have a crush on the president but never have a chance to talk with her other than follow her on insta."

"Mm, She posted less but all of them can make anyone's heart beat increase for her."

"Perhaps there's a romantic entanglement beneath their professional facade."

While whispers echoed on the ground level, the higher floors remained serene, with individuals respectfully bowing in my direction.

I acknowledged familiar figures with a nod, with hushed murmurs speculating about the nature of my relationship with the radiant Disha.

Soon, We were sitting inside the office room, On 231 floor and every director was present there.

I let Ely to occupy the chairman's seat due to her pregnancy state, who rejected at first but didn't argue much after my icy tune.

While one or two individuals wrinkled their expression, the majority was silent, Perhaps knowing my position as the chairwoman.

"Madam, that seat is not intended for an ordinary individual. It is reserved for the heirs of Zyricon Incorporated. I implore you to request this woman to stand, as sitting on that chair is disrespectful."

An elderly man, having average looks, rose and ordered in a cold tone.

"Indeed, does anyone concur with his sentiment?" A young, handsome yet unsavory man, seated beside him, added while casting a lustful gaze in my direction, which he unsuccessfully tried to clothe it.

—Twaa Mph!

I stood resolute beside Ely and slammed my palm upon the table. "If you have any objections, shut the fuck up and get out from here for forever!"

"..." The silence ensued, with the two individuals frowning. It refraining from next protest upon observing the president's tacit acceptance.

"First of all, how many amongst this distinguished assembly are privy to my true identity?" I shall saunter around this U shaped table, scrutinizing every minute gesture with an eagle's keen gaze.

To my vision, a resounding seven out of eleven directors raised their hands in affirmation, while the four remaining souls refrained from such a gesture.

A curious development, indeed but those seven are members of my secret organization.

The other four are just normal people who know nothing about me. "Ah, I see! Then let us shroud this knowledge in secrecy for those who prefer not to bask in special treatment."

I brandished a sleek, ebony sports bat and placed it upon the table with a careful movement.

A palpable silence descended upon the room, broken only by the screams echoing within the four minds of a few souls who didn't have information of Iris.

'What devilry treatment you intend to unleash? Are you possessed by madness? We are elders, and children like you do not raise a hand against us!' Their neutral face betrayed not a flicker of emotion.

The seven directors bore witness to my Twilight identity, members of the illustrious Eclipse shadow, their youth a testament to their allegiance.

"Also these words have registered in the ears of certain two creatures infiltrating my company through nefarious means, exploiting connections with the government to gain entry by force."

"Pray, identify these two miscreants." I commanded, resuming my calculated pacing around the table.

In days bygone, when this enterprise was but a fledgling, there was many prominent families submitted their chart to foothold and their labor proved futile.

A select few, however, succeeded through unsavory tactics, and their identities are known to me. Rather than cast them asunder, I permitted their presence, biding my time until I could gather evidence of their misdeeds.

Now, with irrefutable proof in the hands, the hour has struck to expel them from our hallowed ranks.

A fortuitous coincidence, for these very souls hold directorships in administration, roles I shall give upon the capable Ely.

"Were you, perchance, amongst those who forcibly infiltrated our company?" I positioned myself behind the two ill-mannered souls who had addressed Ely with such disdain.

"And what if we were?" the aged man retorted with arrogant defiance, his tone frigid. "Would you dare to dismiss me and my offspring?"

"For your information, we have cultivated connections with the chairman himself. Even the president or other directors don't have the order to expel us. What recourse could you possibly do?"

I gripped my trusty bat, flashing a wicked grin. "You fools really thought you could pull a fast one, didn't you? Well, let me enlighten you dimwits. I'm the sister of the chairman herself. And spoiler alert: that big cheese around here ain't no 'he' – it's a 'she'!"

With a forceful spin, I whirled the chair around, bringing the sweat-drenched face of the young man uncomfortably close to my menacing presence.

"Your pathetic claims of having connections with the chairwoman are about as genuine as a three-dollar bill. My sister saw right through your little charade."

I turned to Disha, who had spoken up. "These two knuckleheads were hoping to unmask the identity of our esteemed chairwoman and, get this, assassinate her just to seize control of the company for their greedy family or… someone else behind the scene."

Letting out a condescending chuckle, I continued, "But you know what they say – let the fools play their game. When the chairwoman gives the order, we'll happily show you schmucks the door. That's the only reason you're still breathing our air in this place."

In the intense chess-like game of power and deception, the old man and the young man locked eyes with me, their frightened gazes betraying no outward emotion – a masterful display of composure in the face of imminent danger.

"H-How can I believe you are not lying?" the young man shook like a leaf, his voice wavering ever so slightly.

I showed a villainous smile that would send shivers down the spine of even the most seasoned adversary.

"Whether you choose to believe me or not is irrelevant. The chairwoman already fully knows your ill intent and has a checkmate strategy in motion to dispose of you."

The old man and young man panicked, their faces turned white knowing something was wrong as their eyes turned pure black.

I leaned forward, my words dripping with menace. "She would have eliminated you on the spot, but our company lacks the power to directly confront the government's influence."

"But… the tides have turned – we now control a commanding 20% of the nation's economic might. Rest assured, they will have no qualms about crushing insignificant pawns like yourselves-"

—Boooom!