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Chapter 27:
🕑 Added 2024-06-12 19:52:12 +0000 UTC"The board's in agreement, Victor," said Ned during the board meeting of Von Doom Industries. "The bank has lost enough already," he tells Victor, shaking his head in fake helplessness.
It's the morning of the next day, and you are sitting with the board members of Von Doom Industries. Your personal shares were always the lowest, just enough to get a seat on the board. You sit silently on the side, knowing you're not the protagonist of this meeting today.
It's Victor von Doom who commands the attention, looking visibly displeased after the space mission failure. The Fantastic Four's rise to fame has overshadowed Von Doom Industries, causing shares of all its technological subsidiaries to plummet.
In a sense, you weren't the sole cause of this situation. The banks, with their strong interest in the company, seized the opportunity and began attacking Victor like hyenas.
However, you may have hastened the downfall. Under your suggestions, SpaceX demanded an advance payment in full, forcing Victor to take on more loans. Additionally, you anonymously sold off the proxy shares you held in the company before the accident. This flooded the market with Von Doom Industries shares, contributing to its crash and ongoing decline.
"Do you know how much MONEY I have spent on this company?" Victor's voice resonated with anger.
You noticed the scar on the right side of his face, its metallic shine indicating the acceleration of his transformation due to cosmic rays. His gloved hands further hinted at the changes he was undergoing.
"Victor, stop. This is not a negotiation, it is a notification," Ned declared with finality. "We are pulling out!"
As the spokesperson for three banks holding the majority of shares, Ned's statement essentially Doomed the company.
Victor's face flushed with rage, yet he maintained his composure as he stood up and arrogantly walked out of the room.
For a brief moment, you anticipated him uttering something ominous like, "You lot will pay," but perhaps it wasn't necessary.
Observing the smug expressions on the faces of those present, reveling in the success of their scheme, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for them.
In a way, you've debated this moral quandary countless times within the recesses of your mind: should you eliminate, imprison, or simply neutralise someone for actions they might potentially commit?
Consider Victor as a prime example. He's not yet Doctor Doom, although he's acquired abilities. However, he hasn't directly harmed anyone. In this convoluted Marvel universe, where canonical knowledge is a patchwork of comics, series, movies, and retcons, your reference points are already chaotic.
Despite having numerous opportunities to deal with Victor preemptively, you've refrained from doing so. After all, there's a chance he may not become a villain in this particular iteration of reality. And your action may lead to him becoming one.
But you still have to be careful of him. While he's listed in the Index, there are many locations, such as Victor's personal residence or workshop, where D.A.I.S.Y. faces access limitations.
D.A.I.S.Y. may possess the capability to forcibly gain entry, but doing so risks Victor's detection. Aware of potential vulnerabilities, he would promptly reinforce his defences, making future attempts even more challenging.
Therefore, the standard routine of D.A.I.S.Y. which is lurking and conducting surveillance are rendered ineffective in such high-security environments.
So in these cases, traditional spies are the most effective option. However, you haven't been able to establish a spy force of your own. Instead, you have some mediocre spy companies under you, proficient in espionage but lacking exceptional talent.
Of course, if the need arises, you could hire someone with substantial financial resources. Yet, loyalty cannot be purchased, so there's always a risk associated with this approach.
You also courteously bid farewell to these bank bigwigs, and they reciprocate the gesture as you exit the building.
Despite pulling an all-nighter, handling some urgent paperwork of your company, and attending the meeting, you surprisingly don't feel tired. It must be one of your powers at play.
During the night, you managed to finish the schematics for both the things you want to create. Now, D.A.I.S.Y. is running the simulations for you, and hopefully, they'll be done soon.
You take your car and instead of heading back to the office, you drive towards your Aunt Cass's place. She has a small gathering that she invited you to, and you're delighted to see her again after such a long time.
Your car approaches the serene neighborhood, and memories of your childhood flood your mind. Three years spent in this suburb, playing around the garden, the trees, and different houses, make this place hold a special significance for you.
As your car nears the quaint house of your Aunt Cass, the nostalgia grows stronger. It's been some years since your last visit, but the memories remain vivid.
Parking your car in the garage, you take a moment to collect yourself before stepping out. It's time to meet your family.
You approach the door, but before you can knock, it swings open from the inside, revealing your Mom.
Madeline Watson, your loving Mother, the one who raised both of you siblings, has endured much and has been a steadfast support for you over the years.
She is currently the Director of Watson Entertainment Ventures, 39 years old, and divorced.
"OH! Luke, come here my baby boy," Madeline said, taking you in her arms in a hug.
You give her a tight hug. You immediately could feel her soft breasts pressing onto your chest.
Normally you wouldn't think of this about your mother, but you recent encounters have made you really sensitive about a woman's form.
Well its not like you can deny that your Mom is very hot, and even at her age she has maintained herself really well.
"Hmm, I missed you a lot," she said, releasing you from your hug and giving you a loving smile.
You lean in and give her cheek a kiss. "I missed you too, Mom," you say with a smile of your own.
Madeline blushes a bit, clearly surprised by your display of intimacy. "Then you should visit me more, and not stay cooped up in that Tower of yours," she says, giving you a stern look.
You smile wryly. "I'm sorry, Mom, it's just—"
"Yes, yes, I know," she interjects, holding your face with her hand. "I get all of your updates from D.A.I.S.Y., so I know how busy you are and also everything that my wonder boy is up to," she says with a smug smile.
"Yes, I can't hide anything from you," you say with a helpless smile, thinking to yourself about how limited the information about you is that she can access from D.A.I.S.Y.
"Alright, come in. Your Aunt Cass has made your favorite cookies today," Madeline says happily, leading you inside by holding your arm, making you smile as you remember their taste. "There's also a guest who I want to introduce you to," she says, giving you a meaningful look.
You instantly understand that there must be someone who needs your help. Usually, your mom and sister reject anyone or direct them to the relevant department, but there are times when they bring it to your attention, like in Cassandra's case all those years ago.
Well, you had a suspicion that there must be a reason your mom called you here, or else she wouldn't ask you to come specifically.
"Don't worry, Mom, I'll help if I can," you reassure her.
"Oh, I heard about Toni from the news! Is she going to be alright? Didn't she give you some home lessons for your extracurriculars some years ago?" Madeline asks in a worried tone.
"Yeah, I'm looking into it, so you don't have to worry," you say with an easy smile.
"Yes, my boy, you always help people in need. It'll be the same this time. There's no one more 'special' than you," she says, looking at you with a gaze full of pride and love. "And besides, she was a weapons manufacturer. How foolish must one be to go into such a dangerous place? I was very glad when you stopped going to her house. I never liked her arrogant attitude, even on TV," she adds with a disapproving look.
Well, you're not going to tell her that it's not that simple to rescue Toni. She also doesn't need to know that Toni wasn't simply teaching you some school extracurriculars, or the reasons you stopped going to her house, or how much she really means to you. Knowing all of these things will just make her worry more.
"Have you grown taller? You even look a lot different than before," your mother said, casting a curious gaze upon you.
"I must still be growing," you answered swiftly.
"In just 2 weeks?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, crazy right?" you say with a nervous smile.
As you enter the house, the delicious smell of cookies wafts from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of laughter emanating from the living room.
Your steps automatically lead you towards the familiar scent, a fragrance that triggers memories of Aunt Cass's irresistible cookies.
Madeline merely shakes her head with a smile at your antics and heads towards the living room.
Entering the kitchen, your eyes land on plates of freshly baked cookies displayed enticingly on the counter.
Gulp
You audibly gulp, already savoring the anticipated taste just from the sight alone.
"Huh, is that you, Luke?" Aunt Cass's voice interrupts your reverie, and you glance up to meet her 'big' eyes.
"Golly, you've grown into such a fine young man," she exclaims in surprise as she adjusts her hair checking you out.
Aunt Cass, Cassia Morgan, was your mother's half-sister. After your grandmother, rest her soul, divorced Madeline's father and took Madeline with her in custody, she remarried. Cassia was the result of that second marriage.
In your younger years, you were perplexed to find Aunt Cass from Big Hero 6 as your aunt, especially without Hiro or his elder brother around her in this place.
Yet, you gradually accepted it as some sort of multiverse anomaly. After all, you knew that Big Hero 6 was part of the Marvel Comics universe, so maybe that was the reason?
Anyways your cool hot Aunt, is the owner of Lucky Cat Cafe, a famous coffee house in New York, she is currently 36 years old and has never been married.
Well your eyes inadvertently drift towards her cleavage as you think of a greeting.
"You're looking nice too, Aunt Cass," you say, though your eyes still steal glances at her cleavage.
She removes her apron, placing it on the counter. " 'You look nice'? That's all you have to say after not seeing your favourite aunt for 2 years?" she says, coming near you with narrowed eyes.
Glancing at her figure, you're reminded of the incident that caused you to avoid seeing her for two years.
"You look just as hot as ever!" you comment, unable to ignore the captivating white valley from up close.
She raises her eyebrows at your comment, and then she puts her finger on your chest, trailing it down to your abs, feeling out your muscles. "It runs in the family, dear," she says, giving you a flirtatious wink.
This was Aunt Cass—cool is one word for it, and open is another.
"Now come give your Aunt a hug," she said, embracing you tightly, her soft body pressing against yours.
In your mind, all you can think about is the comparison of your Aunt Cass and your Mother's tits. You wrap your arms around her body and enjoy the moment until she breaks out of the hug.
"I was still surprised hearing Madeline say that you were coming. I thought you'd say you were 'busy' now that you're a billionaire and all," Aunt Cass says sarcastically, air quoting the word "billionaire" as she goes towards the counter.
"It was my mistake, Aunt. I should have come to see you a lot sooner," you say, looking at her curves in those shorts.
"Well, how can I ever stay angry at my nephew? Look, I made your favorite cookies that you love so much," Cass said with a smile as she presents you with a plate of the cookies.
You take one of the cookies offered by Aunt Cass.
"MMMM," they melt in your mouth. "These are the best cookies in the world, Aunt Cass," you speak aloud. Maybe it was just your nostalgia speaking, but they tasted really good.
"I knew you would love them," Aunt Cass said, looking at your reaction with a big smile.
"So good," you say, taking another one from the plate.
"Let me bring these plates out, or else no one would even get to taste them before you eat them all," Aunt Cass says, carrying the two big plates with her to the door.
You take one more from the plate as it passes by you and eat the cookie while following Aunt Cass, admiring her tight ass covered by those tiny shorts as she walks ahead of you.
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Luck Path Roll: 21
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Charm Roll: 25
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