Beau and the Beetle | By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 3721 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Felix, Adrien’s older brother by twenty minutes, was as taciturn as their father. He took after Gabriel not only in habit, but also in appearance, and choice of dress. His habits were not subconscious efforts to emulate his father, though.
He was going to take over Gabriel Fashion one day, and wished to look the part. Gabriel’s clothes and mannerisms demanded a certain amount of respect from employees and partners alike, and since Felix was going to be the CEO one day, he had to dress, and act like it to be taken seriously. His efforts were a deliberate attempt to reflect Gabriel’s authority, and pass it off as his own.
He approached Gabriel’s office after being summoned, ruthlessly tamping down eager excitement, in favour of proving he was a mature adult, despite still being in his adolescence. He smoothed out his features, and knocked.
Gabriel called for him to enter, his tone bland, and eyes dull as Felix neared.
Standing before Gabriel's desk, hands clasped behind his back, Felix asked, ‘you wanted to see me, Father?’
Gabriel set his tablet aside, and steepled his fingers under his chin, as he looked at his eldest son. ‘Yes. I wanted to discuss your future role in my company.’
Felix cocked an eyebrow. ‘What of it?’
His father’s steady gaze was cool. ‘I am uncertain as to whether you are suitable to be the next chief executive officer, after I’m gone.’
Felix’s mouth fell open as his stomach lurched. ‘I have been studying the business for years in order to be your successor,’ he stated, shock quickly morphing into outrage.
Gabriel nodded. ‘You have, but you feel no passion for it, no love for the industry. Nor have you done anything to alter my perception.’
Felix’s hands fell to his sides. ‘But you’ve always wanted to keep the company in the family. If not me, then who?’
It was Gabriel's turn to lift an eyebrow. ‘Your brother has been the face of my brand for years now. He has done more with his modelling to further the company’s interests than your studying ever has.’
The breath left Felix in a whoosh. ‘Adrien? He has no interest in running the business. He wouldn’t even know how. All he can do is play games and gad about with his friends. He’d run the company into the ground within a week.’
Gabriel sighed as though he were trying to maintain his rapidly diminishing patience. ‘He would have you to help with the day to day running and administrative tasks, until such time as he is competent enough to stand on his own.’
Felix shook his head in astonishment. ‘Father, this is insane. I’m the one you’ve been grooming for this role, the one with the acumen, intelligence, and drive to keep things going after you’re gone. I deserve to be your heir. Me.’
‘Then prove it.’
Blinking, Felix stuttered, ‘prove it, how?’
‘Prove to me that you’re worthy. Prove your passion, your interest, and determination. You’re dedicated, yes, but I have doubts. Remove those doubts, and the position is yours.’
‘How am I supposed to do that?’ demanded Felix.
Gabriel maintained steady eye-contact, unmoved. ‘I suggest you think of something, and fast. The board is demanding I name a successor, and I’m running on borrowed time as it is. Whatever you do, it better be convincing, or Adrien will become the next head of Gabriel’s, understand? You may go.’
He picked up his tablet and resumed perusing whatever he’d been examining before Felix entered.
Fuming silently, Felix spun on his heel and exited the office. He had never thought he would have to prove his competence and suitability to succeed his father’s place.
‘Unbelievable,’ he spat, slamming his bedroom door behind him.
He’d always thought Adrien was like a golden retriever – big, blond, loyal, and hopelessly stupid.
‘How could Father even think of leaving the company to him? He’s an idiot. I’ve worked tirelessly for years studying everything there is to know about running a large corporation. What is he thinking?’
He knocked the books from his desk with an angry swipe of his arm. Grinding his teeth, he sat in his desk chair to think.
‘How can I prove myself? I need to make it impressive.’
He knew that if he didn’t make some grand gesture, Gabriel would pass him over in favour of Adrien. He tapped his foot, and rubbed his chin impatiently, thinking hard.
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