Hindi pa rin humuhupa ang ulan nang gabing iyon. Sa bintana ng opisina ni Cassandra, kitang-kita ang mga patak na para bang sumasabay sa bigat ng araw na lumipas. Tahimik siyang nakatayo, tinititigan ang city lights ng Makati na tila naglaho ang kinang. Sa likod niya, naroon si Damien, tahimik pero alerto, parang isang sundalong nagbabantay.
“Tell me honestly,” simula ni Cassandra, hindi lumilingon. “Do you think I’m just wasting my time here? That I should just let the board replace me?” Damien crossed his arms, leaning casually against the edge of the desk. “If I thought you were a waste of time, I wouldn’t be here.” Napalingon si Cassandra, nagtama ang mga mata nila. Sa kabila ng pagod, may ningning sa mga mata ni Damien na hindi niya maintindihan — parang naniniwala ito sa kanya, kahit hindi pa niya napapatunayan ang sarili. “Okay,” bulong niya. “Let’s say I agree. Ano’ng plano mo?” Damien pushed off from the desk, lumapit sa table at binuksan ang laptop. “Your problem isn’t just the company’s losses. It’s that no one believes you can lead it out of this mess. Not the board. Not the investors. Not even your own senior team.” “Thanks for the pep talk,” sarkastikong sagot ni Cassandra. Ngumiti si Damien, pero seryoso ang tono niya. “I don’t sugarcoat things. That’s not what you need. What you need is a win — fast, and big enough to shut them up.” Tahimik si Cassandra, nakikinig. “Go on.” Binuksan ni Damien ang isang presentation. “There’s a project your father put on hold — the Greenline Tech Park. The board didn’t want it. Too risky daw, too expensive. But now, with the right partners, it could save Vale. We pitch it as a bold new move — a comeback story.” Napakunot ang noo ni Cassandra. “The numbers don’t add up. Hindi kakayanin ng cash flow natin ngayon.” “That’s where I come in.” Damien tapped the screen. “I have connections — venture partners who would be interested. But they’ll only talk if they see that Vale is serious. You and I need to present a united front. We show them you’re not some grieving heiress playing CEO. We show them you’re a fighter.” Naglakad si Cassandra palapit, tiningnan ang slides. “You really think this can work?” Damien met her gaze. “It has to. Kasi kung hindi, they’ll tear Vale apart before the year ends.” Huminga siya ng malalim. Sa totoo lang, takot na takot siya. Pero alam niyang hindi siya pwedeng umatras. Hindi ngayon. “Alright, Mr. Kade. Terms?” Ngumiti si Damien, ‘yung ngiti na parang alam niyang siya ang may hawak ng alas. “Simple lang. We’re partners. I advise, you decide. But if I say a move is suicide, you listen. Deal?” Tahimik si Cassandra. Ilang segundo silang nagkatitigan — isang silent challenge, isang silent agreement. Tapos iniabot niya ang kamay niya. “Deal.” --- 📌 The next day... Sa conference room ng isang private investors club sa BGC, magkasamang humarap sina Cassandra at Damien sa unang batch ng potential partners. Confident ang postura ni Damien habang nagpapresent. Nakangiti, pero firm. Cassandra watched him, amazed at how effortlessly he commanded the room. “Vale Industries is more than a legacy company. It’s a brand ready for reinvention,” sabi ni Damien habang pinapakita ang slide ng Greenline Tech Park. “We’re offering you a seat at the table of that reinvention.” Tumango si Cassandra, nagdagdag. “And we’re offering transparency. This is not about patching holes. This is about building something that lasts.” May nagtaas ng kamay. “Ms. Vale, Mr. Kade, what assurance do we have that the board is aligned?” Saglit na katahimikan. Cassandra straightened, her voice steady. “I am the CEO. The board can advise, but I make the final call. And I say Vale is ready for this.” --- 📌 Later, in the car... Tahimik ang biyahe pabalik ng HQ. Sa wakas, nagsalita si Damien. “You were good in there.” “Good?” tanong ni Cassandra, napangiti kahit pagod. “Akala ko ba no sugarcoating?” Damien smirked. “Fine. You were great.” Tumahimik ulit. Sa labas ng bintana, tuloy pa rin ang ulan. Pero sa loob ng sasakyan, sa loob ng mundo nila, may bagong simula na.CASSANDRA’S POVAkala ko, matapos naming pabagsakin ang Wesson, makakahinga na ako. Pero mali ako. Kung gaano kabilis bumagsak ang kalaban, ganoon din kabilis nagpakita ang tunay na kulay ng mga taong nasa paligid ko.Tumunog ang phone ko pagkarating ko sa office.“Anonymous source reveals internal division in Vale Group”“Leaked restructuring plan raises questions about Vale’s stability”My blood ran cold.“Damien,” I called, trying to keep my voice steady. “Get in here. Now.”---DAMIEN’S POVI came in, already knowing something was wrong. Nakita ko ang screen niya — headline after headline meant to fracture everything we built.“Leak?” tanong ko.She nodded, jaw clenched. “Someone from inside. Someone high enough to have access.”“Wesson’s trying to strike back through whispers and betrayal.”Her eyes darkened. “Then let’s smoke the traitors out.”---SCENE: STRATEGY HUDDLEWe pulled in the core team. The mood was tense. Everyone looked at everyone else, as if suddenly unsure who t
CASSANDRA’S POVTahimik ang umaga sa cityscape sa labas ng floor-to-ceiling windows ng opisina ko. Pero sa loob ko, ang katahimikan ay may halong pagod, takot, at pag-asa.We survived the storm. For now.The war room’s lights were off. The monitors that once flashed with headlines and stock crashes were dark. Para bang kahit ang building namin, humihinga rin ng malalim matapos ang unos na pinakawalan namin.Now what, Cassandra?---DAMIEN’S POVNasa pinto lang ako, pinagmamasdan siya. She looked smaller somehow, standing against the city skyline. Pero alam kong hindi ito kahinaan. Ito yung sandali na ibinaba niya ang espada, kahit saglit.“Hindi ka pa ba uuwi?” tanong ko, bitbit ang dalawang tasa ng kape.Tumango lang siya, pero hindi tumingin.“I don’t know how to leave this room, Damien. Parang kapag lumabas ako, ang bigat babalik ulit.”Nilapag ko ang kape sa table niya.“Then don’t leave yet. Let the world wait a little longer.”---CASSANDRA’S POVNakangiti siya, pero seryoso ang
CASSANDRA'S POVTahimik ang war room pero ramdam ang bigat ng tensyon. Parang bawat tao sa loob ay nagpipigil ng hininga, naghihintay ng utos. Nakatayo ako sa harap ng console, ang mga daliri ko hovering above the command button na magpapasabog ng katotohanan kay Wesson. Ito na ang huling laban. Sa harap ko, kumikislap ang malaking digital screen ng war room. Charts, reports, and live feeds filled the monitors. Sa paligid ko, busy ang buong team, pero para bang lumulutang ako sa sariling mundo. We’ve spent weeks fighting back. Pinagkakatiwalaan, sinasaktan, binabagsak. Pero ngayon, Wesson will finally face what they deserve. “Are you ready?” Damien’s voice cut through my thoughts. Tumingin ako sa kanya. God, even through this storm, he stood solid beside me. I inhaled deeply. “Let’s end this. For good.” --- DAMIEN'S POV I saw the steel in her eyes. Ito yung Cassandra na alam kong hindi bibigay. Hindi susuko. “Our data’s ready. Offshore accounts, fake suppliers, ghost employ
CASSANDRA'S POVAkala ko, pagkatapos ng lahat ng pinagdaanan namin ni Damien, tapos na ang pinakamasakit na parte ng laban. Pero habang nakatitig ako sa phone ko at pinapakinggan ang boses ng head ng audit team, ramdam kong may isa pang bagyo ang paparating.“Ma’am, we found something during the internal investigation. I suggest you see this in person.”“Okay. Bring it up. Now.”Nanginginig ang daliri ko nang ibinaba ko ang tawag. Sa gitna ng war room na puno ng screens at charts, parang ako lang ang biglang nag-freeze.Please, huwag sana ito ang iniisip ko.Ilang minuto lang, pumasok si Damien, may dalang tablet at folder ang head ng audit. Ramdam ko ang bigat ng atmosphere habang ibinubukas ng auditor ang folder.“Ma’am,” he started, halatang may kaba rin, “we traced multiple leaks. The intel that Wesson used to file their suits… someone from inside gave it to them.”Parang may bumagsak na pader sa dibdib ko.“Who?” halos pabulong kong tanong, nanginginig ang boses ko.Tahimik na pi
Umaga na, pero parang hindi sumikat ang araw sa mundo ni Cassandra. The storm from last night had passed, but in its wake, iniwan nito ang mas malaking unos sa loob ng kumpanya at sa puso niya.Sa war room, sunod-sunod ang reports na pumapasok. The regulators had launched investigations against Wesson—but in retaliation, Wesson filed multiple suits: defamation, tortious interference, economic sabotage.Damien read one of the notices aloud, his jaw tight. “They’re going to drown us in litigation. That’s their plan. To bleed us dry through the courts.”Cassandra closed her eyes for a second, fighting the fatigue that had seeped deep into her bones. This is the price, she reminded herself. This is what power demands.---📌 The consequences mount“We’ve already received subpoenas,” sabi ng legal head, hawak ang isang bundle ng documents. “They’re requesting access to all our communications regarding Wesson.”“Let them look,” Cassandra said, her voice steady despite the pressure. “We’ve d
Maaga pa lang, gising na ang buong war room ng Vale. Sa likod ng malalaking salamin, ang cityscape ng Lungsod ng Makati ay tila pinamumugaran ng makakapal na ulap at mabigat na ulan—parang sumasalamin sa gulong kinakaharap ng kumpanya. Sa loob ng silid, ang mga ilaw ng screen at projector ang tanging liwanag, habang bawat isa sa team ay alerto, handang sumabak.Cassandra stood at the head of the table, ang mga mata niya matalim, focused, at hindi nagpaapekto sa kaba na pilit kumakapit sa dibdib niya. Sa kanan niya, si Damien, nakapamewang, mabigat ang aura, pero matatag—ang tahimik na lakas niya, parang sandalan ni Cassandra sa gitna ng unos.“This is it,” Cassandra started, her voice steady kahit ramdam ang pagod ng magdamagang plano. “Wesson thinks they can break us with their games. Today, we show them we don’t break. Today, we fight back.”Nag-browse si Damien sa tablet niya, pinapakita ang layout ng strategy nila. “Three fronts. Simultaneous. No time for them to recover.”Sa mala