The plush interiors of Villar's boardroom were quieter than usual, with the familiar faces of the country's most powerful business tycoons gathered once again. The atmosphere was different from their last meeting; it was more focused, more intense. Today, instead of discussing strategies or upcoming projects, they were watching a live broadcast of the Senate hearing where Michael Reyes was being questioned.
On the wide screen, Michael sat confidently, answering the senators' probing questions one after another. The tycoons had been waiting for this moment, hoping the Senate hearing would be the platform that would expose cracks in Reyes Corporation's meteoric rise. Yet, as they watched him skillfully deflect each question, it became clear that Michael was not just surviving the scrutiny—he was thriving.
"He's handling himself well," Jaime Zobel de Ayala admitted, his arms crossed as he observed Michael's calm demeanor. "Better than we expected."
Villar, who sat at the head of the table once again, nodded grimly. "I hoped this would shake him, but it seems he's well-prepared. We've thrown everything we can at him—scrutiny on his acquisitions, pressure through regulatory bodies—and he's still coming out unscathed."
Henry Sy Jr., usually the most calculated of the group, leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the screen. "The senators are playing right into his hands. Every question they ask gives him a platform to highlight his achievements. Look at him—he's spinning this to his advantage."
On the screen, Michael was addressing a question about Reyes Corporation's rapid growth and its potential monopoly in multiple sectors. His response was measured, emphasizing how his company's innovation and investments had created jobs and pushed industries forward. The senators, clearly hoping for a slip-up, were instead receiving well-rehearsed and compelling answers.
Lance Gokongwei shook his head in disbelief. "This hearing was supposed to be about putting him on the defensive. Instead, he's turning it into a PR win. The more they press, the more he talks about job creation and public benefits. He's painting himself as the hero."
Pangilinan, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke. "He's mastered the art of public perception. Even when they tried to question his academic background, he turned it around. Made himself look like a relatable underdog who overcame the odds. The public loves that narrative."
Ayala chimed in, "We also need to start quietly supporting the competitors he's overshadowed. If we can help those smaller companies push back, even a little, it will create cracks in his narrative of being the only innovator in the market."
Sy Jr., who had been largely silent, finally spoke again. "He's playing a long game, and so should we. We can't defeat him with one swift move. But if we can slowly erode his support base, chip away at his credibility, and create enough distractions, we can slow his progress."
Villar stood, signaling the end of the meeting. "It's time to ramp up our efforts. We have the resources, the connections, and the influence. Let's make sure we use them. Reyes may have won today's battle, but this war is far from over."
"But I realized something," Gokongwei spoke. "Well if we are fighting Michael Reyes on a legal term, then the possibility of us winning won't be as high. We have to do illegal things..."
The room fell silent after Lance Gokongwei's remark. Everyone in the room knew that the line between legal and illegal was often blurred in business, but outright acknowledging it was something else.
"Illegal, such as what, Lance?"
Gokongwei glanced around the room before continuing. "We've all dealt with competition before, but Reyes is different. He's operating on a scale and speed that we've never seen before. Regulatory pressure and media manipulation won't be enough to bring him down. If we're serious about this, we need to hit him where he can't defend himself. We need to disrupt his operations—not just through red tape and public sentiment, but through more direct means."
Henry Sy Jr. remained silent for a moment before speaking. "You're suggesting sabotage?"
Gokongwei nodded, his face emotionless. "Not just sabotage—intimidation, infiltration, whatever it takes. His infrastructure is growing faster than we can contain it. But it's still vulnerable. We can hit his supply chains, disrupt his partnerships, and destabilize his workforce. If we can create enough chaos, he won't be able to maintain the same level of control."