Chapter 291: Mental Pressure & Greed

"Listen here you dip-shit, I don't know how you managed to pull this shit off, and frankly I don't care in the least.

From now on everything in here belongs to me! You understand!?

This company, this family, this position, this fortune, your lovely fiancé, her mother, her sister, and everything else belongs to me from now on.

You better get this straight and disappear from everyone's sight, otherwise, I will fucking make you regret it.

Mother already left and doesn't want to see you anymore, I am sure you don't want me to do the same thing, right? After all, you did promise that to our father!"

Yup, this was the little brother that Eric had known for his two lives, a bastard that would do everything he could in order to blackmail him and get what he wanted.

After all, he had no idea where his mother even was, and he was using her disappearance as a form of mental attack towards him.

No matter how strong some people become, even if they are about to become gods, there is something that can't easily change, and always keeps them back, their mental fortitude.

In his past life, even though Eric had become an Emperor of a fu*cking Empire, he still hadn't been able to change his mental disposition and had ended the way he did.

Betrayed by his brother, and that bi*tch of a stepmother, and then killed by those he called as his brothers.

It was something that he had been unable to escape from, but in this life, he had the memories of his past life, and his revenge so there was no way he would end up the same.

His brother would surely be in for a big surprise when everything was revealed, but until then he had to play the scared rabbit.

Meaning that right now he had to play like he was truly intimidated by his little brother's words and like he truly feared him.

That's why he put a heavy look on his face, as he looked towards his little brother and said with a timid voice,

"O-Ok brother! Just do-don't go!"

Hearing those words, a splendid smile appeared on Michael's face, as he said with a happy voice,

"Don't worry, as long as you keep your end of the bargain, I will make sure to hold on to mine!"

He seemed like he had already won the fight, and the kingdom was his to rule, but then he was reminded of something and said,

"Oh, by the way, I want you to give me the formulae for the potions, and those techniques! And also tell your Master to take me as a disciple as well!"

Humans' greed was just like rubber the more they pulled on it, the bigger it extended its tentacles, the same thing was happening with his brother.

It seemed like just the Takeshiba family, and his position at the moment wasn't enough for him to satisfy his greed, and he wanted more. Much more than he could actually hold.

The whole world would pay, kill, rape, and destroy so many things in order to have a chance of a meeting with his Master, and yet this piece of trash acted like he was entitled to it.

Well, his Master didn't actually exist and it was just his creation, but still, this whole thing was a bit too much.

Yet Eric pretended like he was still affected by his brother's mental pressure, and at the same time some deep hesitation, as he said,

"I don't know, I should ask Master first! He told me to not do anything without his permission!"

Just that line was enough to completely destroy the good mood of his little brother Michael, who seemed to have gotten pretty angry immediately, as he screamed at him,

"What are you saying, big brother? Are you saying that you will throw away your little brother and the last remaining member of your family?

Do I mean so little to you? Does the promise you made to father before he died to mean so little to you?"

"No, no, of course not, it's just that…"

"It's just what? You are cutting ties with me, and throwing me on the streets, and you call yourself a big brother!? Just what kind of monster are you?"

The previous Eric would have been brought to tears with that performance as he might as well cry for his little brother, but the one he was right now felt that this was even worse than a cheap performance.

Surely those guys in the streets could put up a much better front than this piece of trash that he had for a brother.

Still, he pretended to be affected by those words, as he immediately started saying in panic,

"No, little brother, no don't say that! Don't worry I will talk to Master, and convince him, you don't have to worry!

"You are my family, I won't throw you on the streets, I promised father that I would take care of you and mother, don't worry!

I will do my best!"

"Well, I don't believe you! You are lying! I won't believe you until you come to me and tell me it's done!"

Eric had to accept that this piece of trash he had for a brother knew how to play with his feelings, and mental traumas, it was just that he surely didn't expect for him to have a second chance at life.

With those thoughts in mind, he seemed like he had just received an important mission in life, and said,

"You just wait little brother, I will come back really soon in order to give you good news!"

With that said he turned around and left his little brother's office, with a look and attitude that seemed full of determination and resolve.

As he was making his way out, he pretended not to notice his little brother's satisfied smirk plastered on his face, as he had just dealt with an idiot.

He couldn't really deny it though, the him of his previous life had truly been an idiot beyond saving, and it was only now that his eyes had opened a bit to the reality around him.

It was clear that his little brother didn't give a damn about the fact that his own mother was nowhere to be found, in fact, he was even using that fact to his benefit.

He didn't know how he had appeared inside the Takeshiba family, or how he had come to a deal with his snake of a father-in-law, but it was sure that he thought he had the reins in the deal.

This made things a bit complicated for him, but not by much. His little brother was sure to add some oil to the fire and complications that he had already started.

So, in a way, he would be helping him in dealing with the situation. Furthermore, he wanted a piece of the deal with the potions and the techniques, so he could make him the bait.

Most probably once it happened his little brother would sell his name, but he already had the protection of his Master, his brother didn't.

This was a perfect chance for him to work his little brother to death, and he would make sure that he did so with a smiling face.

When he got outside of the office, he had a really weird and complicated look on his face, while the situation was pretty tense in front of him.

Kela and his little brother's secretaries were in quite the situation with each other, looking like they were about to jump on each other's throats.

Eric didn't seem to care much about their situation though, as he just walked ahead like he was being possessed, and didn't care much what happened with the world anymore.

Even Kela was surprised by the look on his face, as she saw him get out of the office, and followed behind him, as he said,

"I am going home, tell father-in-law that I can't meet him today due to some personal reasons!"

With that said he didn't even turn his head back, as he made his way towards the elevator, and then disappeared in front of her eyes.

Kela didn't understand what was going on, after all, the man that was capable of resisting her skills, and techniques, shouldn't be someone who got easily down like this.

There was something wrong with all this ordeal, but she had no idea what it was, and as she was thinking like that, she got a call from her Master, telling her to return.

She had a bad feeling about this, and she certainly hated these three secretaries and that new Vice-President of the Company, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She could only follow her Master's orders and instructions!

On the other hand, Eric just kept his gloomy expression plastered in his face as he made his way out of the Takeshiba Group of Companies building.

When he got outside he didn't even use the limo that had come to pick him up earlier in the day, instead, he walked quite a bit ahead, and called a taxi.

He seemed like some kind of man that had suddenly lost everything he had in a big gamble, and there was nothing for him anymore.

Whoever looked at him they would most probably think what a poor soul, and what could have happened to have broken him like that.

Everyone, besides those two guys that were looking at him from the two highest floors of the building behind him.

One of them thought he was just an emotional fool, while the other seemed to be extremely confused by everything that had just happened…