Ang ballroom ng Celestine Hotel ay punung-puno ng mga kilalang pangalan — mga investors, business magnates, politiko, at socialites. Sa bawat kanto, may camerang nakatutok, may bulungan, may pakunwaring ngiti. Pero para kay Cassandra, parang isang arena ang gabing ito — isang patibong na maingat na inihanda para sa kanya.
Nasa gitna siya ng ballroom, suot ang isang eleganteng itim na gown na pinili ng stylist ng kumpanya para magpakita ng power at sophistication. Pero kahit anong ganda ng suot niya, ramdam niya ang bigat ng mga matang nakatingin, naghahanap ng kahit kaunting senyales na hindi siya belong dito. “Cassandra!” tawag ng isang pamilyar na boses. Lumapit si Mr. Salcedo, kasama ang ilang board members at isang matandang investor na may reputasyon ng pagiging ruthless. “Glad you could make it. We were just discussing the future of Vale. Come join us.” Ngumiti si Cassandra, ang ngiting sanay na niyang isuot sa bawat corporate event. Pero sa loob, nagdadalawang-isip siya. Lahat ng mga taong ito — allies ba talaga, o naghihintay lang na magkamali siya? “Of course,” sagot niya. Habang nag-uusap sila, ramdam niya ang subtle digs ng mga tanong. “So, Ms. Vale, how are you finding the... pressure?” tanong ng matandang investor, may bahid ng biro pero may halong pang-uuyam. “I don’t see it as pressure,” sagot niya. “I see it as opportunity.” May narinig siyang mahinang tawa mula sa isa sa grupo. Bago pa siya makasagot, may kamay na lumapat sa likod niya — mainit, firm, protective. “Opportunity indeed,” sabi ni Damien, biglang sumulpot sa tabi niya. Immaculate sa dark suit, parang laging handa sa laban. “And she’s making the most of it.” Tahimik ang grupo, nagulat sa pagpasok ni Damien. Pero ngumiti si Salcedo, isang ngiting parang nag-aabang ng gulo. “Ah, the consultant,” sabi nito. “I see you’re earning your keep.” Damien just smiled, walang pakialam sa insulto. “I earn my keep by backing winners. And Cassandra Vale? She’s one.” Nagulat si Cassandra. Hindi niya inasahan ang ganyang public defense. Pero sa gitna ng ballroom, habang nag-uumpisa ang classical music na sinimulan ng live orchestra, may kung anong lumuwag sa dibdib niya. “Shall we, Ms. Vale?” alok ni Damien, inilahad ang kamay. Saglit siyang nagdalawang-isip pero tinanggap niya ito. Sa dance floor, habang umiikot sila, bumulong si Damien, “You’re doing great. But they’re watching, waiting for you to falter. Don’t give them a single crack to exploit tonight.” “I know,” bulong niya pabalik. “But this... this isn’t my world.” “Make it yours,” sabi niya, at tumama ang mga mata nila. Sa bawat ikot, sa bawat hakbang, ramdam niya ang gabing parang sinubok ang buong katauhan niya. Hindi na lang siya ang anak ng chairman — siya na ngayon ang Vale. At habang nagtatagal ang gabi, unti-unti niyang nakita kung sino ang totoong kakampi at sino ang nagkukubli sa ngiti. Si Damien, sa bawat hakbang ng sayaw, sa bawat bulong ng advice, hindi siya iniwan. --- 📌 Later that evening... Habang lumalalim ang gabi at nauubos ang alak at bulungan, lumapit sa kanya ang isang investor na kilala sa pagkampi kay Wesson Group — ang karibal ng Vale. “Ms. Vale,” sabi nito, pormal ang ngiti pero malamig ang mga mata. “Impressive display tonight. But you know this world isn’t kind. A word of advice? Align yourself with the right people before it’s too late.” Bago pa siya makasagot, sumingit si Damien. “Appreciate the concern. But Cassandra doesn’t need to align. People align to her.” Umalis ang investor, hindi masaya. Naiwan si Cassandra na mas lalong naramdaman ang tensyon ng laban. --- 📌 End of gala... Sa labas ng hotel, sa harap ng limo na maghahatid sa kanya pauwi, tumayo si Cassandra, huminga ng malalim. Dumating si Damien sa tabi niya. “You survived,” sabi niya, half teasing. “Barely,” sagot ni Cassandra, napangiti kahit pagod. “But thank you.” Damien nodded. “This was just the first battle. But you’re learning fast.” At habang sumasakay sila sa sasakyan, alam nilang ang gala ay hindi lang simpleng event — ito’y naging simula ng mas malaking gyera na darating.DAMIEN’S POVAfter the night in Cassandra’s officeNakahiga siya sa couch, balot sa throw blanket na para bang hindi CEO ng isang empire kundi isang babaeng sa wakas ay piniling magpahinga.Her hair was slightly messy, lips swollen from our kisses, blouse half-buttoned.At ako? Wala akong balak umalis kahit pa sabihin niyang office ito at hindi kama.Tahimik lang kami. Wala nang music. Wala nang wine. Pero ramdam ko pa rin ang init ng balat niya sa akin. Yung damdaming parang hindi lang katawan ang naibigay, kundi pati kaluluwa.I brushed a strand of hair off her cheek.She didn’t flinch. She didn’t pull away.It was the smallest thing, but to me, it meant everything.---Nakahawak ako sa kamay niya, habang yung isa kong braso nakasalo sa likod niya. She had curled up slightly against me, the way people do when they’re safe.And that was the word I kept coming back to:Safe.Not just her, but me too.I’ve spent years trying to be what people expected — a businessman, a strategist, a s
CASSANDRA’S POVAkala ko kapag natapos na ang laban, kapag bumagsak na ang mga anino, makakahinga na lang ako ng tuloy-tuloy.Pero hindi pala gano’n kadali ang katahimikan.One week after Lucien’s arrest, the headlines slowly began to fade. The city moved on. Pero ako? I was still trying to feel whole again.Ang daming nasira. Sa negosyo. Sa sarili ko.Now it was time to rebuild.---VALE HEADQUARTERS“CEO Vale is set to restructure her board after recent events,” sabi ng anchor sa TV habang dumaan ako sa main hallway.All eyes were on me as I walked through the building I fought to protect. Some were proud. Some curious. Others unsure.“Morning, Ma’am Cassandra.”“Good morning, Ma’am.”“Congratulations.”I offered tight smiles. Pero deep inside, may kaba pa rin.Can I lead them in peace, the same way I led them in war?---BOARDROOM — REBUILDING PHASE“Effective today, we’re dissolving all contracts connected to the Grey network,” I announced sa board. “We’ll start over. With transpa
CASSANDRA’S POV Tahimik ang buong lungsod sa unang liwanag ng araw, pero sa loob ko, may bagyo na namumuong handa nang sumabog. Nakatayo ako sa harap ng glass window ng opisina ko, coffee untouched, habang pinagmamasdan ang gising na syudad. Damdam ko ang bigat ng bawat hakbang na gagawin ngayong araw. Pumasok si Damien, dala ang dalawang tasa ng kape. “Cass, today’s the day,” mahina niyang sabi, inilapag ang tasa sa table. “Today, matatapos na ang laro nila.” Hindi nanginginig ang boses ko, pero sa dibdib ko, parang may drum ng gera na tumutugtog. --- FINAL WAR ROOM BRIEFING Maaga pa lang, nasa war room na kami. Ang conference room na ito, transformed na parang command center — may live feeds, charts, at confidential data sa bawat screen. “This is it,” panimula ko, tinitigan ang team na pinaka pinagkakatiwalaan namin. “We’ve been on the defensive for too long. Tonight, babagsak ang mga anino. Lucien and his team will believe they’re about to win. Pero bawat galaw n
CASSANDRA’S POVTahimik ang umaga, pero sa bawat tunog ng wall clock sa opisina ko, para akong binubulungan ng oras: Gumalaw ka na.I stood by the glass wall, city lights fading as dawn broke. Sa ibaba, the city was waking up. Sa taas, ako — gising na gising at handang makipagdigma.Damien entered quietly, carrying two cups of black coffee.“Hindi ka pa natulog, Cass,” he said, worried but steady.“I don’t need sleep,” I replied, taking the coffee. “I need results.”---THE WAR ROOM....By 6 AM, our core team filled the war room. The air was thick with anticipation.“This ends today,” I began, voice low but firm. “No more waiting for their attacks. We hit them where it hurts — financially, legally, and publicly. All at once.”Damien stepped forward, pointing at the giant screens filled with charts and data.“We’ve mapped their weak points. Offshore funds, shady partnerships, regulatory gaps. We exploit them all. Simultaneously.”My eyes swept across the room.“No one leaves until ever
CASSANDRA’S POVAkala ko handa na ako sa kahit anong pagsubok. Na pagkatapos ng pagkakanulo, pagkatapos ng pagligpit sa mga traydor, wala nang mas matindi pang haharapin.But I was wrong.A message arrived on my private line. No greeting, no sender ID — just two words:“We’re back.”---SCENE: THE GHOST FROM THE PASTThe message shook me more than I wanted to admit.Damien found me in my office, staring at the screen.“Cassandra?”I showed him the message.His jaw tightened.“Who?”“The shadows I thought I buried. People who nearly destroyed my father’s legacy.”---DAMIEN’S POVI could see the storm building in her again. But this was different. This was personal.“Tell me everything,” I said.She hesitated, but then the walls came down.---CASSANDRA’S POV“When my father was sick, years ago... there was a group. Former allies. They saw his weakness as opportunity. They tried to take Vale from us. Blackmail, sabotage, financial traps. I fought them off. Barely.”“And now they’re bac
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