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.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
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