Howard was still sad as he put away his belongings in his own office. Today is his last day as a CEO. Even though he may pray for all the saints, his father's decision to teach him to find his compassionate self will not change. He didn't think it would be able to blackmail him, because if he didn't agree and tried to run away, all his property would be held and he would have no career to return to.
The box with the black marker written on the top of the box caught his attention.
"BOX OF CONCERNS"
He was curious about the contents of the box so he opened it and exposed the folded papers, also written on sticky notes and crumpled paper.
"What is it? Garbage?" Howard's sarcastic question to himself. But he can already deduce what is written there.
He first wrote on crumpled paper.
‘Goodbye Monster Howie. You're ugly, as ugly as your SLI management! Guess who's good. We still have mass for your departure. Bye! '
The paper crumpled even more when he read it. There is no name of the writer but he is only sure of one thing so far, the writer is very angry, maybe if the storm is still on its highest signal number.
Only now did he feel nervous and hesitant about what to do. Maybe if he continued reading the letters in that concern box, he would have a heart attack. He can even put himself among artists who receive bash or hate comments on social media.
But his conscience urges him to continue reading.
He picked up the pink sticky note that was folded.
'Thank you for leaving us Sir Howard, you will be missed.'
He was even more annoyed by what he read with sarcasm.
He took a deep breath before continuing.
'Sir, do you remember when you embarrassed our team just because of a small problem that could be solved? You blamed us for being wrong but the truth is, you got the approval for what we will do. So, you're the culprit! You are pathetic Sir, you do not know how to accept mistakes. You want us to be part of your team but shouldn't the team have a leader? If you're not a leader, you're a boss! Your opinion is the only thing we followed! If I just didn’t have a sick mother, I would have resigned in case I couldn’t work anymore. So, wherever you go, may the karma be with you. God bless. Working with you is like pushing myself to hell. '
He could not determine who had written that sentimental letter because he had been scolded so much and could not count on his finger. That letter intensified his heartbeat not because of annoyance but because of something that motivates him to feel even the slightest sympathy for the people he has accused of displaced aggression.
His knees weakened at the thought. It has been three years since his father inherited the position of CEO of SLI. He was only 23 that time, never experienced nightlife and hanging out with his batchmates because he was immediately stressed by the huge responsibility of the position he held. Even his girlfriend Tanya, he neglected so their relationship has deteriorated. Bringing back to his mind the past, he admitted it was difficult to be CEO but back then, he was able to communicate calmly, when there were errors at work, he could handle it. And as he takes on that position, he is consumed by stress and no longer feels enjoyment in what he is doing. He was not even aware of the magnitude of what he had changed, especially in his behavior.
He seemed convinced that the career she was holding was not for him. Maybe so, his father was right.
'Am I really that bad for everyone to hate?'
In fairness, he was able to read all the hate notes in the box. He wanted to torture the writers but sadly, he no longer had the authority. Like the king, he is now experiencing his own downfall.
***
Before the flight to the province of Trias, Howard even had an intensive conversation with his father. This allowed him on one condition, he had to be one of the volunteers to help those affected by the war. He added that he had only been in that area for a month and someone would evaluate him whether he passed or not.
His father had a strong desire to teach him a lesson. It is furious at many things, including Howie’s removal of his driver, Mang Elmer.
“If you frown, it's like you're going to be hanged,” joked his cousin Jared who was with him at the airport to take him to his destination.
“I don't deserve this Jared! I can't accept dad's punishment like this!" Howard growled. “I want to escape but when I do that, I can't go back to SLI and he'll keep freezing my bank accounts! Damn!”
"You wouldn't have experienced that if you had been kind the first time," Jared said so Howard's head got even hotter at that moment.
“Your dad won't let you down. He knows what's best for you. You know, you can find someone to replace Tanya while doing something good there,” Jarred encourages Howard.
“I have no plans to have a new girlfriend. All I want is to end this crap Jared.”
His cousin clapped and then shook his head. “That will only end when you behave in the province.”
"You're really annoying! What you're saying doesn't help!” Howard turned annoyed.
“Why? I'm just telling the truth. You have to behave and once you are there, you no longer have the authority as you used to in SLI.”
Jared slapped him with the bitter truth. Hopefully, he can cope with new life in that area.
"Where are you going Officer Ynares?"Jacob looked away from the source of Zannie's voice. He stopped tying his boots when the girl approached him."How come, when you're dressed like that without a uniform, you're definitely going somewhere." Zannie still smiled."Yes. I'll fetch Mr. Fontafella first." Jacob zipped the bag he was carrying behind his back."Who is that?" Zannie asked curiously."He will come here to undergo an evaluation. He needs it for his father's own company," Jacob said."Ah. Is he and the man you were referring to the other day the same?""Yes Zannie. Case I have a problem, I had a hard time rejecting her dad as her evaluator. Looks like I can't evaluate what he's going to do here. You know, I still have to participate in other activities for a chance to have a rank and pass the next exams." There is sadness and regret in Jacob's
"Is this the place you're talking about? Do you think I should be able to stay here?"At the very beginning of arriving at Jacob's alleged barracks, Howard's immediate reaction was obviously disgusting."Yes Sir. And on the vacant pallet you will sleep," Jacob's formal reply and he was already laughing in his mind."Where? I want to see!"Jacob pointed to Howard, the vacant pallet said. "Over there, in front of you."Howard narrowed his eyes at Jacob and his blood seemed to boil with annoyance when he saw what the pallet looked like. It was very small and didn't even have a mat on it. "Are you really going to put me to sleep here? Are you upset?" he asked w
"How did you get into my room?" Zannie asked as she was able to put on a T-shirt top and thick fabric so that her underwear would no longer be transparent.The young stranger was speechless. The sunlight had dimmed in that part of the room so she had a chance to see his face. The man remained silent as if his question had not been heard so he turned around in disgust."You're not going to speak? I said, how did you get in here? Do you intend to exploit me?" Zannie growled.A few moments later the man stood up from his slump on the floor. Zannie was shocked by the man's appearance, in his appearance, he did not seem to make a fuss and did not look like a member of a terrorist who would overthrow the army.The man in front of her looks like an actor she saw on billboards, that type of look, any woman can fall off and swoon. The strength of sex appeal is understated. He may look intimidating too. His height is proportional to his
Zannie kept her mouth shut. He was worried that Howie might be true to his threat.‘Is that a threat? Keep calm Zannie. It looks very anxious. That won't kiss you.’Her gaze was fixed on Howard's lips. His lips were indeed kissable. But he couldn’t have stolen her first kiss because she reserved it to Jacob.She suddenly looked away. That was probably the signal for Howard to release her because his grip on both of her hands had loosened."You know what? you're an arrogant woman." Howard's seductive eyes narrowed.Then, Zannie snorted a bit. She got the timing right and she started kicking on his private part which made his knees wea
"Why aren’t you moving? Are you waiting for Christmas to arrive?" If Zannie hadn't spoken, Howard probably wouldn't have gone back in time. He could not believe that this woman could drive. She unintentionally impressed him. On the other hand, he couldn't help but worry. He strongly believes that a man can do better than a woman. It’s not cool for a woman doing men’s work. And he was still very worried that he might be ruined again when he was with her. Maybe Zannie's anger at him hasn't subsided yet. "Aren't you going to drive?" Howard asked Jacob. "I can't go back to the barracks so only you and Zannie will ride in that armored car." "Really? Is she a professi
"The temporary class is scheduled for the next day. I have to be early."Zannie was still relaxed and looked around her room. She was loaded with tasks, her eyes suddenly fixed on a brown envelope that Jacob had given her."Of course. It's another one."She looked at the paper contained in the envelope.'Evaluation sheet of Mr. Howard Fontabella, CEO of SLI.'She raised an eyebrow at the read header of the evaluation sheet. "He's not lying. In fairness."She read other written guidelines for evaluation. There are some things that Howard should be asked to do when his attitude is tested in another field as an ordinary em
Zannie is holding some textbooks that she will use to teach children affected by the war in Trias. He took a deep breath then turned to Ms. Aida, a teacher who assists in her teaching. He could not have been assigned to do this but there is a real shortage of teachers in the area because most have left Trias to avoid the war, while others have been assisted in other relief operations in other evacuation centers. The class will be held in the small space behind the covered court that served as an evacuation center. "It looks like a classroom somehow, doesn't it?" Zannie asked Ms. Aida. She just smiled at her because the visual aids she was watching to teach a history subject grabbed her attention. "Thank you Ms. Zannie, it's great that you made your visual aids. It's like the work of a legitimate teacher. The setup looks like a cl
"Did you grasp the lesson?"When Howard asked the question, all of the kids nodded. He explained the lesson to the children for more than thirty minutes. It was even more enjoyable than presenting business projects and proposals when he was still employed. He seemed to enjoy what he was doing."I hope you'll be our teacher forever."When the boy in the background said something, his ears clapped. He smiled because he had never heard a compliment like this before when presenting in front of big bosses in various companies. He's finally demonstrated that a compliment from a child is more genuine. When they praise someone, they are not lying, and they are more grateful."Sure," he replied.He saw Zannie frowning so he approached her."What can you say about my teaching skills?" he whispered. Zannie just averted her eyes and left again. Howard suddenly fell silent. At this time, why is Zannie acting like that?"My advice is, you have to be good at speaking so that your crush Jacob will no