142 Who Is The Capable One Here
Was his father on his side? Only a fool would believe that just because he was the son of the devil, he would receive special treatment? But no, the devil doesnât care about blood relationships because his objective was to condition him to perfection; till he had no flaws and was a great legacy to behold.
[Donât be deceived, heâs on no oneâs side] Marcel sent the message to Victor who opened it right away.
In no time, another message beeped into his phone a few seconds after Victor was done with his typing.
[ You think he knows their plan and would support them? Damn, whatâs the point of having an overpowered father]
Marcel smiled at Victorâs sense of humor, he typed,
[That overpowered father was humiliated by his only son when he snatched his throne. Daniel would do anything, even if it means siding with his enemies or facilitating their plans just to make me frustrated and come begging on my knees for his help. In one word, O. M. O. Iâm on my own.]
Victor would have continued typing had Daniel not announced, âHowever, all this wouldnât have happened if Marcel had been more careful and had a helper by his side. For this reason, he would be choosing an underboss right now and here,â
At that announcement, there was a murmur from the crowd. This was a suggestion that they had been waiting to bring up at the right time, hence Daniel of all people bringing that up when he clearly knew the result would be unfavorable for his son only made them uneasy and anxious. What was that old hag planning?
âDoes anyone object to this suggestion?â Daniel asked as a precaution before the election began else one claims partiality.
.....
He turned to Marcel when no one from his side complained, âDo you object to this move? If you do, give us a solid reason why you shouldnât have an underboss and Iâd review that with my companions here,â He hinted to the elder family members by his side.
And just like that, Daniel took over the plans they carefully plotted over the week for this very moment. They didnât know whether to laugh or just cry in despair.
âOf course, not!â Marcel said to Victorâs shock. What was that idiot talking about? Marcel should have rejected the notion now he had the opportunity especially when he knew he had no solution to the underboss problem.....
Unless he did. That sly cousin of his!
Marcel continued, âThe idea of me having an underboss has long been overdue and I think nowâs the perfect time to choose my second in command with eligible candidates all gathered around me,â
None of them noticed the dark glint in Marcelâs eyes, he was having the time of his life. Instead, they all stood straighter trying to appear professional and might as well have carried a tag on their head that says, âChoose Me, Marcel,â
At the same time, they forgot that this was the same young man that they tried to nail to the cross. They didnât know the side of Marcel that spells, âGrudgefulâ
And trust Marcel, the master of deception, there was not a trace of emotion on his face to suggest he was aggrieved and smiled widely at the eligible candidates before him as if all sins were forgiven.
âYou should remember to choose the best,â Uncle Robert guided him like the wise sage he was, âItâs the strongest and fittest that matters in our world,â
How comical.
But Marcel knew he was low-key recommending and reminding him that his son, Arthur, was the only choice he had.
As if.
He was Marcel Luciano, a born leader, no one takes away his choice for him. Hence when Marcel pointed at his choice of an underboss, it seemed as if the moon crashed into the earth because a loud, âWhat?!â Full of disbelief echoed across the hall.
Marcelâs choice was no other than Adele, who didnât even realize what was going on until all eyes â full of hatred and contempt â rested on her and she looked up to Marcelâs finger directed at her.
âMe?â She pointed at her chest, dumbfounded.
âThat is outrageous!â Robert was the first to speak out in outrage, shooting up to his feet in mere seconds. No one else measured up to his son.
âWhat is outrageous about it?â Marcel asked him.
âShe is a girl!â Benjamin was the second to express his outrage, standing to his feet as well that one would almost think he was almost supporting Robert.
Well, that wouldnât be surprising since the both of them were brothers and quite close to each other. However, there would be a crack in that relationship if his useless â as he claimed â daughter was to become the underboss while Robertâs capable son, Arthur gained nothing.
Marcel knew the game he was playing.
âSheâs a girl? So what?â Marcel arched a brow at him, âSheâs your daughter, shouldnât you be happy?â His words made Benjamin uncomfortable since the man couldnât exactly rejoice in the presence of his fuming brother, Robert.
âI donât accept this!â Arthur was the next to oppose his choice.
âGive me a reason, donât just reject my choice because youâre a sore loser,â Marcel sighed, tired of their displeasure.
Arthur had never felt humiliated in his entire life than this moment. He canât take this unmerited defeat lying this, so he protested, âYou canât just choose an underboss on a whim. An underboss is your second in command and must be capable enough to carry out the family activities and so far, Iâm the best candidate!â
âSays who?!â Marcel suddenly boomed, standing to his feet with fiery intensity in his gaze.
âW-what?â Arthur was surprised by that confession.
âYouâre so conceited and carried away by your pride that you donât realize when you fell behind. This lady here!â Marcel pointed at Adele who sat with a serene expression even though she was the center of attention. A normal person would have been squirming from the intensity. But not Adele.
âShe has produced twice your effort and nobody knows nor acknowledges that, why? Because sheâs a woman? If you think itâs a lie, then you can go through the assessment report and investigate it,â
This time Arthur didnât say a word, struck with heavy disbelief and Marcel stood a little taller, âSo tell me now, Arthur, whoâs the capable one here?â