Good-for-nothing son-in-law becomes super rich

Episode 20

We shall always be faithful, pledging allegiance and submission to the new ruler, Mr. Dion Mahesa Birawa," all those present answered in unison, bowing deeply toward Dion.

"My name is Iron, the iron fist, commander of all the bodyguard divisions for the Bhirawa family, the person who shall forever safeguard the young master's safety, wherever and whenever needed," he declared, bending in a deep bow.

"I am Rams, the genius brain."

"I am Hans, lightning hand."

"I am Govin, the medical deity."

"I am James, deity of strategy and investment."

"I am Erisha, the accounting goddess."

"I am Shio Lung, deity of money."

"I am Robin, deity of death."

"I am Burgon, the all-seeing deity."

"And I am Leon, deity of war."

One by one, the ten principal guards of the Birawa family presented themselves to Dion, the New Sovereign, as did all the key individuals of the Birawa Group, including Ivory Sanders and his cousin, Evan Sanders.

Their demeanor was one of utmost respect toward Dion, especially after hearing the stern warnings from the senior Mr. Birawa, cautioning them against any hostility, for the threat was death itself!

"Grandfather entrusts to you, Dion, all of his company assets, both domestic and foreign."

"From today onwards, you are the heir, responsible for the operations and control of the Birawa Group,"

"Grandfather has faith that under your youthful guidance, the Birawa Group will prosper even further. Grandfather's loyal servants will always stand by you, whenever you need them,"

"May I ask a question, Grandpa?" Dion interjected, already becoming familiar in addressing Mr. Birawa as Grandpa.

"Of course. What would you like to know?" Mr. Birawa queried with a puzzled expression.

"If I uncover fraud, misuse of position, or even embezzlement of company funds, may I punish those responsible as I see fit?" Dion inquired, not disguising his intent.

For a moment, Mr. Birawa was taken aback by such a query, unanticipated as it was, due to the numerous pressing company issues he had to resolve.

The next instant, Mr. Birawa opened his mouth and said,

"Indeed, you may. You are now the owner of the company. You hold supreme authority, deciding whom to employ or dismiss is your right, and Grandfather will not meddle in such matters."

"Thank you, Grandpa. I pledge to uphold the trust you've placed in me earnestly," Dion said with a grave look.

Mr. Birawa nodded approvingly, his grandson Dion's assertive and seemingly masculine words dispelling any doubts in his heart regarding Dion's capabilities.

Then he approached Dion, who stood not far from him, and suddenly embraced him tightly, followed by a firm handshake, shaking it several times in congratulations.

The company executives didn't dare to emulate Mr. Birawa's approach to Dion; they simply bowed slightly in unison towards Dion, saying,

"Congratulations to young master Dion, we pray for divine protection over you, wishing you longevity and ever-victorious success!" Their chorus sounded well-rehearsed, prepared long before the occasion.

"Thank you. Now, rise!" Dion spoke calmly.

"Thank you, young master," they chorused once again.

After offering congratulations to Dion, the handover ceremony concluded, and they feasted together in a prepared dining room, courtesy of the Birawa family's household head assistant.

One by one, attendees from the handover departed the Birawa residence, bowing to their new leader before leaving.

Dion did not return to his hotel in city B; he planned to stay with his grandfather for two days, partly to satiate his grandfather's longing and parely because Dion had many questions for him.

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"Rams, you're the genius brain. Monitor and hack all the CCTV in the directors' and managers' offices. Observe any suspicious activity," Dion directed the brainy one after summoning them back that afternoon to his private chamber.

"Right away, sir. I'll execute your command immediately," Rams responded sharply.

"Erisha, hack into all the financial reports, investigate any misappropriation by directors, general and marketing managers, at all branches and headquarters. Do it now!"

"Right away, sir," Erisha eagerly opened her laptop, and began her meticulous task.

"Burgon..!"

"Yes, young master."

"Monitor a person named Brian in one of our company's branch offices in city B."

"Right away, sir," answered Burgon with a bow.

"And Iron, deploy as many men as possible there, for I intend to settle a score with the said Brian."

"Understood, young master. Your orders will be promptly executed."

"Wait for your turn, Brian. While I'm not ready to deal with you yet, your day will come."

"You, your men, and your family, will be destroyed slowly, so you can feel the pain of oppression, because you have enjoyed oppressing the weak."

A sinister smile crept on Dion's face, revealing a merciless resolve for revenge against those who tormented him.

Two days passed, filled with information gathering for Dion.

Numerous reports came in from his people, including one from Rams, the genius brain.

CCTV monitoring uncovered suspicious movements among some directors, financial and marketing managers, and others.

Upon discovering these recorded events, Dion ordered copies to be made for potential future revelation.

Erisha's report noted discrepancies in expenditures at various branch offices, including in hospitality, hospitals, restaurants, etc. There were personal expenses recorded, meticulously documented by Erisha.

Company funds had been diverted into personal accounts of directors, managers, and even family members, but none escaped Erisha's hacking skills.

The next step lay with the genius brain, tasked with executing those responsible on the young master's command.

Due to a lack of oversight, compounded by numerous company challenges, Mr. Birawa had overlooked such matters.

Even his proclaimed deities, handsomely salaried, failed to prevent financial leakages and information breaches. The irony was not lost.

In the hands of Dion, the energetic young master, they were jolted awake by his spontaneous and decisive instructions. They pondered over the education their young master received, which in such short order, allowed him to detect issues and make decisions crucial for the company's financial and informational integrity.

Unbeknownst to them, Dion was a top graduate from his university, holding a degree in office management with honors.

He was well-versed in office affairs, despite having never worked in an office before.

But now, as the ruler of the Birawa Group, Dion began to uncover fiscal misconduct and abuses of position.

"Rams, hack into the accounts of these individuals, reclaim the company's money to the last dime in their savings. Show no mercy," Dion ordered.

"S-sure, sir," Rams stuttered, never before having received such adamant and ruthless commands.

"And you, Erisha! Document all their misappropriations against the company's finance. Leave none unchecked."

"I refuse to let them continue living and working in my company. If need arises, throw them in jail.

"Shio Lung, as the deity of money, you must know the company's needs. Ensure the finances are restored to health."

"Assisted by the genius brain, retrieve the misappropriated funds and return them to company accounts, temporarily blocking all branch company accounts."