His Coming-of-Age Ceremony was only a few months away. It also marked the point when the original owner of his body had begun his gradual transformation from a spoiled rich kid into the final boss.
Under the original terms of succession, once he completed his Coming-of-Age Ceremony, he would become the sole chairman of the Wetting Conglomerate... That was precisely why its Board of Directors had always targeted him. Once he became chairman, their power would be drastically reduced.
Of course, a series of subsequent events had also allowed Jonas to reclaim some of his original authority.
After recognizing the Alt Conglomerate's potential and value, the board had considered putting Jonas Wetting in charge. However, its existing chairman, Mister, had done everything he could to obstruct the proposal, while Jonas himself had no desire to play along with that pack of backstabbers.
They had worked out a clever deal for themselves. Having Jonas replace Mister as head of the board would effectively bring the Alt Corporation back into the Wetting Conglomerate. They would gain a whole new pool of resources for nothing, sacrificing only a portion of Mister's interests. Naturally, the benefits far outweighed the costs for them.
There were no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. At least, that was how they saw things, so they could imagine no reason Jonas would refuse.
Yet events always seemed to head in the opposite direction from what people expected. The Alt Conglomerate grew far faster than they had imagined, and Jonas's methods terrified them.
Jonas had never intended to coexist peacefully with the board... Yet some fools still clung to that fantasy.
After Mister died in prison, Jonas rarely heard anything about them...
And in truth, they had spent all that time on edge, terrified that they would be his next targets.