Siren Song - 137 Promise Kep
“I believe I have made it very clear what I want. I had hoped you would just accept what I have said. You will leave my wife be. You will leave my employees be. You will no longer interfere with my life or you will find yourself with nothing.
“I have called a shareholders meeting for Wednesday. It is time we found a new chairman, one who is more future-minded..”
“You can’t do that, you don’t carry the weight to order such a thing.”
“Oh but you are mistaken not only am I the chief executive officer, I am also now the largest shareholder of Liang International holding 45% of the company’s stocks.” Liang Ju-Long looked up at his son with a rare showing of shock upon his face.
“I have been making my move since last year, when I realized how truly powerless I was. Thank you for helping give me the drive I needed to accomplish this. I quickly changed my status on my own, without a marriage, while growing and expanding the business exponentially.
“I now have enough power to remove the snake that continuously bites at my heel.”
Liang Ju-Long’s hands shook as he clenched them into fists.
“So what are you going to do now?”
“Nothing I am here just to deliver a warning–no wait a promise to you.
“You have crossed my bottom line far too many times Liang Ju-Long, do not tread any further over that line. Live the rest of your life in peace and quiet with what you have already accumulated and from the stocks you still hold.
“Or lose everything, that is the only choice you have now.”
Liang Jian Amal narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the older man who stared at his fists before uncocking the weapon and storing it away.
“Know that just because I did not do it does not mean that I won’t do you understand?”
“Yes I understand.”
“Good thank you for you compliance former chairman.” Seeing the ghost white face of the man Liang Jian Amal left satisfied.
His father was too used to being able to hold power over another’s life but had never had experienced the same, it had made him callous and cold. Liang Jian Amal hoped that seeing his own life hanging on a previous thread might help bring out some awareness for someone other than himself.
‘Hell even if it is awareness just for himself that will work too as long as he doesn’t rise up again.’
Now that his business was accomplished he could finally go to where he wanted. He had to ensure a place to bring her back to.
‘I hope she understands..’
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Pulling a key from the top drawer and opened the locked drawer at the bottom of his desk. Inside sat a whole drawer of memories and feelings he had long ago locked away so that he could fulfill a promise. Rifling through it he finally found an old worn photograph.
As he lifted his head the hidden smile grew.
“I hope you forgive my methods but I have accomplished what I promised you I would. The cost was far greater than what I could imagine but the results are far more brilliantly shining. I wish you could have seen our son grow, this might have turned out better if you had been here, but even without you, it has been hard but I have kept my promise.”