Highest In Status Or Position Like A Ceo Mga Nobela at Kwento

, and I intended to run it someday. I'm currently sitting as the COO, chief operating officer, meaning I am the number two. Of course, I've been scoffed at and seen many a judgemental face once people realised who I was. They all assume I slept my way to the top, they couldn't fathom a woman working so hard to get to where I am... but when the penny drops and they realise who I am, and who my father is, I get the same stare, only with slightly more venom as they expected my father to just hand me the role on a silver platter. They couldn't be further from the truth...

I almost got left out, and I almost got distracted by them. Blinding flashes of cameras, innumerable questions, and unnecessary compliments. Those were just few of the things that were thrown to Mr. Easton when they saw him. I am confused at first, and I didn't understand why. Until I realized that I'm working for someone with a very high prestige and that his reputation is mostly recognized by many. And that he's the CEO of one of the big 5 publishing company across the globe.

I hissed back, dusting off invincible dust from where she had touched. Her eyes widened to saucers as the entire room fell silent, the previously buzzing nowhere to be heard. Her lips parted and closed as she thought of what to say and I stood there patiently waiting for her lame ass comeback. Just because she has a higher position doesn’t mean she could talk to me that way. Wait— A chief of staff outranks the CEO’s assistant… right? “Do you know who you are talking to?” She growled, finger pointed at me as her face turned red.

Though I rarely admitted it, but I hated him too. He just came out of nowhere and got a position in the company, not just any position, the seat of the COO, a position only second to the CEO, and the chairman, which was grandpa. What was so special about him? I had been in the Hamilton family all my life, although I was doted on by grandfather and Alexander, I was never given such a huge amount of power in the family not to talk of the company. It hot me infuriated anytime I thought of it, and the calm smirk on Gregory's face right now was really not helping matters.

She’s lucky I’m apologizing, because what she did is still pissing me off, but I need time to process everything. I finally pull out my phone out of my pocket and I go to the email app, clicking on the p*f file once Davina’s email is open. The file takes a few seconds to d******d and then it opens. All I see is paragraph after paragraph. I skim through a few but one of them catches my eye. It reads: “A CEO is a company’s highest-ranking executive, and his or her duties reflect this hierarchy. A CEO has to make many of a company’s biggest decisions while simultaneously managing its overall resources and operations.

Because no matter how much pain I suffered there are still good things that happened and I'm grateful for them for the rest of my life. And more importantly, I will be forever grateful for discovering something so forbidden that ended up changing the trajectory of my life. That is, the CEO is an Alpha.

I muttered staring at the menu. “Ohhh….So you know this is LEA, I don't need to tell you this is an Elites’ dominance. There's the Level A, B and C's ranking. The A's got their own lounge and well B and C and basically sharing one cause they're under the A'. I'm a B by the way. There's this guy that is the head of the A's and we are going to meet him to help you” She smiled. What the hell was she sprouting?

He said. I furrowed my brows. “Why should that be a hard task? He put the company at risk, isn’t that enough to have him on suspension?” George shook his head, “No, ma’am. After you, he has the highest shares in the company. And there are some others who hold him in high esteem for being the Alpha. I know this might be shocking for you to hear, but they don’t think you should be bossing anyone around. I mean no offense, I promise.”

Nora came to the realization that the only ones who were dissatisfied with the company were the former secretaries of the CEO. Nora sat upright on her bed, deep in thought as she weighed her options. She reasoned with herself, acknowledging that the positive feedback from clients was far more crucial than receiving praise from the CEO himself. "Ah, that's why it's called Wilkinson's Conglomerate," she murmured to herself, as the realization dawned upon her.

But Antonio was so caught up in trying to make money that he ignored those very important parts. But it did not matter what her misgivings were. At the end of the day, she wasn’t the owner of the company. That position belonged to Antonio. So what he said was what was. Otherwise, he would simply go on and on about how she didn’t understand how these things were, and that as long as she kept making good perfume, all would be well, and she didn’t have to stress her ‘pretty head’ about anything else. He once told her that once the company became bigger and better, then she could have the biggest name in the perfume world.