Revenge Of The Hidden Boss

Chapter 18

“Do you notice that Bruce looks very shy?” The boardroom buzzed with quiet murmurs as Jonathan stood at the head of the table, he adjusted his suit as he looked at everyone seated, commanding the attention of the entire room. Bruce sat to his right, with his expression very calm but tinged with curiosity. It was still new for him, being seated in very official environments like that. Deep down he wanted to be home already taking cereals. Jonathan had been waiting for a perfect moment to make an announcement and the moment finally came.

Jonathan cleared his throat, and the room fell silent. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here today. This meeting isn’t just about business as usual. I have a very special announcement to make.”

“I hope he doesn't want to get married again.” The workers exchanged glances and their interest piqued.

Jonathan turned to his brother with a proud smile before continuing. “As many of you already know, Bruce is not just my brother, he’s family in every sense of the word. And today, I am honored to announce that Bruce will be taking over not just this company, but every single company, asset, and property owned by the Gusman family.”

“Wow! That's a huge announcement.” The room erupted into applause, with most workers clapping enthusiastically for Bruce. “Oh my God thank you, thank you all.” Bruce looked surprised but grateful, nodding politely.

But the celebration didn't last long. A man in the back of the room stood up abruptly, his face twisted with dissatisfaction. “I refuse!” he shouted, his voice cutting through the applause, and the room immediately went silent.

“What the hell did he say?” someone asked.

Jonathan frowned and asked with a firm tone. “Excuse me?”

The man stepped forward, his voice louder now. “I said I refuse to work under Bruce Ortiz. He’s an ex-convict! How can you expect us to respect a man who’s been to prison?”

“Shut up you stupid man!” Someone condemned him at the back.

“You're a fool for saying that. Just sit your dirty ass down if you can't work for Bruce.” Another said.

Many of the workers didn't support the man, they all loved Bruce and didn't believe someone would stand up to say something so terrible about him. So the other workers began to boo the man loudly.

The dissenting worker’s face flushed with anger, and he shouted over the noise, “Shut up! All of you!”

But nobody listened to him. One worker near him, a younger man with a sharp tongue, booed even louder directly into his ear.

“Stop screaming in my ear you stupid idiot.” He slapped the younger man right on his left ear. “How does that feel now, you manner-less cunt!”

The younger worker didn’t hesitate, he gave him a heavy blow on his jaw and everyone was shocked.

“What the hell! I'm gonna deal with you stupid boy!”

“Don't call me a boy, I got a higher position than you in this company. I can feed your damn wife and children.”

“Security!” Jonathan barked, his voice commanding. Within seconds, two security guards rushed in, grabbing both men and dragging them out of the boardroom as they continued to hurl insults at each other.

Many people lost concentration but Jonathan was able to draw them back with just a few words. “Let me make one thing clear,” he said, his tone steady but firm. “Bruce went to prison because he was framed. He is innocent, and that has been proven beyond doubt. This company is legally his to inherit, and he will take over as its leader if I am ever unable to do so.”

“Yes!” Everyone said in approval.

Jonathan gestured to a stack of documents on the table. “To solidify this transition, me and Bruce will now sign the necessary paperwork. Effective immediately, Bruce Ortiz is now Bruce Gusman and he is confirmed as the successor to every Gusman-owned company.”

Jonathan handed Bruce a pen, and the two brothers exchanged a look of mutual respect. Bruce signed the documents and they didn't fancy a handshake, they decided to go for a hug instead.

“I love you bro.” Jonathan said.

“I wish we found each other earlier, our childhood would've been the best ever.”

“No worries, we still have a long life ahead. For both of us.”

The room burst into applause again, this time louder and more unified. But before the celebration could settle, everyone heard a sharp crack coming from the roof of the building, it was fast.

Bang!

It was one shot of a sniper from the rooftop.

“What the shit was that?”

The applause died instantly, replaced by shocked gasps. But no one needed to hear an answer of what just happened, because they saw it right before their eyes.

Jonathan Gusman collapsed to the ground with blood pooling beneath his head.

He was just shot by an unknown sniper.