Ang boardroom ng Vale Corporation ay parang battlefield. Sa bawat sulok ng mahaba at polished na mesa, naroon ang mga shareholders at directors, ang iba’y tahimik na nagmamasid, ang iba’y halatang nag-aabang ng pagkakamali ni Cassandra.
Sa dulo ng mesa, nakaupo si Cassandra, matatag ang postura, pero sa loob, ramdam niya ang bigat ng gabing lumipas. Focus, Cassandra. Ito ang laban na dapat mong panalunan. Sa kanan niya, si Damien—cool, collected, pero handang sumalo kung kinakailangan. Ang presence niya, kahit tahimik, nagbigay ng lakas kay Cassandra. “Miss Vale,” bungad ng isa sa senior directors, si Mr. Aragon, ang tono mapanuri. “I hope you realize what’s at stake here. The Wesson Group is gaining ground. Our stockholders are nervous. What do you propose we do aside from sitting here and analyzing numbers?” Sa ilalim ng mesa, mahigpit ang kapit ni Cassandra sa pen na hawak niya. She straightened, pinanindigan ang titig sa board. “We have a plan,” matatag niyang sabi. “We’ve identified the key vulnerabilities in Wesson’s expansion. We’re ready to act—strategically and decisively.” Tumango si Damien, nagsalita na rin. “What Cassandra means is that we are prepared to release findings that could force regulators to halt Wesson’s projects. We’ve cross-checked the data. It’s solid.” Isang bulungan ang umalingawngaw sa boardroom. Ang iba, nagpakita ng interes. Ang iba, duda pa rin. “At anong garantiya namin na hindi tayo mapapasama sa gulo? That we won’t be dragged into a corporate war we can’t win?” tanong ni Ms. Cheng, isa sa pinakamatandang shareholders. Tumingin si Cassandra kay Damien. Saglit lang nagtagpo ang mata nila, sapat para magbigay ng lakas. “There are no guarantees,” sagot ni Cassandra, direkta, walang pag-iwas. “But doing nothing is the surest way to lose everything.” Tahimik ang boardroom. Sa unang pagkakataon, nakita nilang muli ang Cassandra Vale na pinangarap nilang mamuno: matapang, matalino, at handang ipaglaban ang kumpanya. --- 📌 Sa gitna ng meeting... Habang nagpapatuloy ang diskusyon, ramdam ni Cassandra ang titig ni Damien paminsan-minsan. Hindi halata sa iba, pero sa bawat sulyap, parang may mga salitang hindi na kailangan pang bigkasin. I’m with you, sinasabi ng mga mata nito. We’ll get through this. At kahit paano, naibsan ang bigat ng pagod at tensyon. Damien took over part of the presentation, showing projections, risk analysis, and the potential fallout for Wesson. His voice was steady, his arguments sharp. Cassandra observed him, and for a brief second, nawala ang boardroom. Ang nakikita lang niya ay ang lalaking ito na, sa kabila ng lahat, ay piniling lumaban sa tabi niya. --- 📌 A challenge arises... Tumayo si Mr. Aragon, nagpakita ng papel. “May leaked report na nagsasabing Vale is over-leveraged. That our cash flow can’t sustain a long battle. Care to explain this, Miss Vale?” Mabilis na kinuha ni Cassandra ang papel, sinuri ang figures. At doon niya naintindihan. “This is outdated,” aniya, ang tono matatag. “Our current liquidity position has improved after the restructuring two weeks ago—data which I will provide to everyone after this meeting. I suggest we don’t base decisions on half-truths.” Tumango si Damien, sumuporta agad. “She’s right. And if you give us till end of day, we’ll circulate verified financials to the entire board.” --- 📌 The decision... Matapos ang ilang oras ng talakayan, bumoto ang board. “We move forward with the counter-strategy,” pahayag ni Mr. Aragon, bagaman mabigat ang tono. “But we expect transparency—and results.” Tumayo si Cassandra, huminga nang malalim. “You’ll have both.” --- 📌 After the meeting... Tahimik silang lumabas ng boardroom. Sa hallway, saglit na nagtagpo ang mga mata nila ni Damien. “You did good,” bulong ni Damien, marahang tinapik ang balikat niya. Napangiti si Cassandra, pagod pero totoo ang ngiti. “I couldn’t have done it without you.” Naglakad sila sa corridor ng Vale building, magkatabi, parehong alam na hindi pa tapos ang laban—pero mas handa na silang harapin ito. Magkasama.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