"Goddamit! Those units are irreplaceable! Who the hell is supposed to pay for those now?!" JRM angrily shouts at the table members, but they quiet him with a serious stare.
"It's clear who is liable in this case, but they can also simply deny, and what would we do then? Gentleman, I think this loss should be shared equally since that android will not surrender any time soon." One of the elders proposes his idea as always reasonable, yet the debt would be outstanding.
"We should force A52 to pay, and if she refuses, we'll just nuke her. She might be strong, but nothing can survive a nuke." Kevin finishes his sentence as if his idea weren't too crazy, which it definitely was; ugh, honestly, were they all idiots?
"I don't think it's smart to threaten her. I have already done that, and she has become even more rebellious than ever." Alexander replies as everyone stares directly at him and the Boring company's owner.
"You two should be the ones held liable! It's your technology that went rogue and caused all this damage! You should pay!" JRM presses Alexander and Hogan, turning the tables on them for being A52's former owners.
"We sold A52 off to Alexander's trust a long time ago. We have nothing else to do with her being rogue, so it should only be the Anabel company's fault." Hogan pushes on a fair point forward, but they're all simply trying to ruin the emotionally weakened man.
"I'd measure my words and threats against me. You have all grown cocky and arrogant. The only reason you all had to wait for my approval to attack her is because I can bankrupt all of you, is it not?" Alexander brings up another fair point, as he is possibly the wealthiest and most powerful man on the planet.
"Are you threatening us?! We can take you down!" JRM shouts as Alexander stares directly at him. I was a few meters away, but even I clenched my ass when he shared such a death stare at someone else, I was afraid, and I wasn't even the target of his hate.
"I will only agree to pay for a maximum of 40% when it comes to the damages caused by my failed daughter's experiment, and you can share the rest of the bill between yourselves," Alexander remarks as he stands up from his chair and prepares to leave.
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"How dare you look at me like that! I will bankrupt you!" JRM Opens his mouth wider as he pisses Alexander off with every extra word that comes out of his mouth. Alexander looks annoyed and about to explode at any moment, so everyone soon braces for it as I prepare to take JRM's seat at the table.
"Shut up already! You're pushing too far, Jeremy! Don't test me!" Alexander warns JRM one last time, but the guy gets even more on his face until Alexander pushes him away, triggering the man's financial execution in a heartbeat. The room's guards soon jump on JRM to hold him firm to his chair.
"What the fuck are you all doing? Help me! Stand up to this tyrant, you dang cowards!" JRM trashes and shouts until the guards put a muzzle on him while Alexander pulls up the stock prices of all of JRM's companies in the main monitor.
"It didn't have to be like this, Jeremy. I use my veto power to kick you from the roundtable permanently!" Alexander declares as he sells all the shares he holds in JRM's companies, immediately sending his companies crashing down in the blink of an eye.
"MMMMMMMMPPHHH!! NNNMMPPHH!!" JRM trashes around on his chair as he watches in horror the moment when everyone else at the table does the same. His Stocks begin to plummet from a healthy 450 dollars a share to less than ten dollars in just a few minutes of pain.
JRM had lost 97% of his most valuable assets, and instantly, he was bankrupt. Even a millionaire would be richer than him by this point. That was what made Alexander a scary individual. He alone owned over 30% of companies worldwide, so nobody could ever fight him, not even me.
"Take him out of here. He smells like a random bum from the street." Alexander pushes his power forward even more as everyone quietly lets it go. The guards remove the crying JRM as they take off his muzzle.
"FUCK YOU! I will return one day, Alexander. I will bankrupt you even if it's the last thing I do!" JRM screams one last time as Alexander approaches me. Honestly, just having witnessed an execution, I can hardly even reach as he extends his hand toward me.
"Gero, welcome to the table. You can take Jeremy's seat if you want to. No pressure." Alexander calmly offered me the position, but after seeing how badly it could go, I was unsure if I should join it until I was tempted by even more power.
"It's an honor, sir. I'll gladly take his place and be a good new member. I'm honored to serve you." I bow deeply as the other roundtable member also prepare to leave after their brutal disposition toward JRM and his economic power.
I guess the only reason there was a table in the first place was to give us all the illusion of choice, but there's really no choice: you either ride with Alexander, or he will make sure you sleep in a cardboard box for the rest of your life.