The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 35: Things in the past

Michael's POV:

"So Mr. Rogers, what's your proposal?" I was direct. The man took a deep breath and smiled cynically.

"I want to buy Jackson's Industry."

For some instants I imagined having
heard wrong, or fantasized those
words coming from his mouth. But
no. Prince had really made me
that proposal. I took a deep breath,
still staring at the man and thinking
about the situation a few minutes ago.
I looked at Natalie who knew what
that proposal had caused in me. With
delicateness her thin fingers rested
on my hand in a quick caress, almost
imperceptible, as if she was asking me
to stay calm.

"So, Mr. Jackson? What do you say?"
Brian, one of the Issartel shareholders
asked clearly excited, in his pose of
important businessman when in
reality he wasn't. He was just another
self-interested man.

"Let him think, Brian. We don't need an immediate answer, Michael."
Prince spoke calmly with a triumphant smile on his face, which was directed at Natalie.

"Can I ask you a question, Mr. Rogers?" I let out almost sharply.

"Yes, of course." I smiled sarcastically. Under the fearful eyes of Natalie.

"When passing in front of my company, or when you walked in here did you see some kind of plaque or document that said we wanted to sell?"

"No, I haven't seen any. But..."

"Right." I interrupted. "I can't
understand then. From where did you
take such an absurd idea? Do you really think that I would sell the best real estate company to you?"

The present shareholders looked among each other fearfully. Prince arched an eyebrow and smiled cynically in my direction.

"I'm sorry, but I don't see the idea as
an absurd one. Issartel is rising in the
polls and practically equating Jackson's Industry. I have enough money to buy your company, Mr. Jackson. And make
it a much bigger empire."

Arrogant, prepotent. As always. I
laughed at his response without a hint
of humor, causing certain surprise
in everyone there. The atmosphere
wasn't one of the best, everyone quickly noticed the blazing gazes between us.

"Ha Mr. Rogers... It's in these occasions that I see your immaturity in the business field. Issartel still hasn't reached the level of my company that currently is one of the most well successful multinational, money doesn't buy name nor experience, which by the way I have plenty. But don't worry, I have enough money too, to buy yours, and anyone's that comes here."

"Full of yourself, right Michael? Aren't
you afraid that everything goes wrong?" He provoked blatantly.

"I have the right people with me.
Nothing will go wrong." I said quickly, holding Natalie's small hand. Natalie stared at me somewhat nervous, and Prince looked at our contact and smiled.

"Let's see until when the right people
will be with you."

I was counting inwardly from one
to one hundred. Controlling all the
animalistic impulses that screamed for me to drag that provocative man
out of my company and kill him. But I wouldn't act like that, I learned very
well how to come out always on top.
The only problem is that in this regard Prince was also experienced.

"Good partnerships never go wrong."

"Yes, of course. But, are you sure that
you don't want a time to think? We
have a wonderful proposal, right Brian?"

"Yes sir, we evaluated everything
and..."

I was already impatient, I couldn't
stand any of those people there. Apart
from Natalie of course, she was the only one that transmitted me calmness. I took a deep breath to then say: