The take over, meeting and introduction went smoothly, everyone in the company clapped their hands, whispered and thought about the future endeavors of the newly appointed CEO and his team. Everyone flashes smiles, giving their congratulatory messages and doubtful gazes to Antonio. On the other hand, Antonio is still calm, collected and down-to-earth. He shakes everyone’s arms, brushes all the doubtful and arrogant gazes of other committees and employees, but he avoided being rude since he wanted their permission to let him do his own thing. It’s appropriate to actually pretend that he has all the things in life but the permission and the likeness of the committee is all he has minus the money and power. Antonio has a conversation with one of the company owners in The Tower. “What’s your plan? I heard from your grandfather that you’ll have it listed,” an old man with wrinkled face and tailored suit, with a respected aura said. “I tend to keep it that way, since publicizing the lis
All the designated staff in the company placed a 10-page file in the table. They even distributed a piece of banana, orange slices and cranberry juice to satisfy their well-being. Elyse ate the banana since she's hungry and nervous. The silence in the room is palpable and she senses a hierarchy in the people who are on the table. Normally, the meeting room will be lively and packed but today it's a private session of the new organization team chosen by Antonio and his grandfather. Needless to say, only three people over ten are already in the room. Suddenly, the door swung and it showed two mid-30's. Elyse, is the only person standing and greeted them. The other two politely nodded and gazing at Antonio. Elyse noticed that the other two people in front of her didn't even care. The woman extended her arm to Elyse, introducing herself. "Hello, I'm Bennet Houseffer," she said, and she spoke to her companion. "This is Carlyle Jones," Elyse both shakes their hands. Carlyle examined Ely
Antonio haven’t heard any single farewell from Elyse, Elizabeth and Mr. Sanrino. When he quickly went into the exit doors, he saw them talking in the hallway, as if halting Elyse to go home. They just stand there as if they are long time friends. The old man and his personal assistant went into the meeting hall and Antonio tore off his gaze to those three people he called them triumvirate. The old man, who’s everyone called him like that instead of De Isqueirda Senior. “I didn't have any opinion about the media’s incessant question about the newest CEO,” The old man said without even sitting on his seat. “For sure, you’ll do it later, grandpa,” Antonio said, confidently gazing at his grandfather who built this empire with his trusted executives. “As I promise I wouldn’t put your face on the tabloid,” his grandfather assured. Antonio nodded, agreeing to his father’s behavior. “The files aren’t retrieved, yet.” One of the production managers said. He intently looked at Antonio befo
Elyse has time to think about her decisions, and now when they encounter an ambush interview with the journalists is not on her bingo card. She is even scared of her life now; being involved in a largest group organization in La Paz. De Isqueirda is one of the prominent families and everyone is kissing their feet for success. But, she needed to shrug this off. Maybe, having a full meal at RGO Restaurant is the best way to ease her anxiety. Elizabeth hummed a song, the taxi driver blasted a Cliffs by Rosenfeld. Mr. Sanrino is typing on his phone. “It’s on the news,” Mr. Sanrino suddenly said when they were outside the RGO Center. Elyse paid the taxi driver and thanked him. “I’ll tell the executives about this.”“Let's just eat and I don’t want to talk about this!” Elizabeth said, dismissing the scenario they had earlier. Elyse already walked and guided them to the restaurant. Even Elyse noticed Elizabeth’s sour mood. Elyse also quit and didn’t want to talk about the incident. That’s
The night will not end, someone from the executives called Antonio and threatened him to be the VP of Production. Antonio didn't want to hassle the newly formed organizational team and even his future plans. Antonio gritted his teeth when his secretary barged into his office. "Mr. De Isquierda, the executives threaten us to agree to his offer. If not, he will publicize your team members and other potential VP," the secretary said. "Damn it." Antonio cursed after that he fisted his hand and thought about a solution. "Tell his assistant that we can do it not until he offered us something that can benefit us," "But, Mr. Isquierda," the secretary halted Antonio, "Mr. Richardson is not an easy man. He wanted to do things on his own way,""Then, if he's a devil on flesh, we are devil in disguise," Mr. Antonio said. He even sparked the secretary's intuition, and even though Mr. Richardson is the bogeyman, Antonio is the one who can figuratively kill the bogeyman. "What do you want to do
Antonio didn’t come home to the villa, he decided to have a stroll in a park that newly opened in the West Of La Paz, with a giant chess board and their pieces. There’s a family sitting on a bench eating burgers and milkshakes. Even homeless people are there, too, sleeping in the benches. Antonio is leaning at the brick bridge, he looks at his reflection on the pond. Antonio’s focused on the other side of the park, where a pantomime is performed. There’s even a balloon vendor who looks like Charlie Chaplin, children at age of 6 and 10 curiously surrounding the vendor. Antonio smiled when he noticed the vendor balloon mimicking a funny move and the children giggled. When Antonio decided to take a picture of his surroundings, someone from his back snapped Antonio’s head with a stick. A lady who holds a carriage screams and everyone is running and panicking. The person who struck Antonio with a stick, ran as fast as he could. The culprit is wearing an all black outfit. He even wears
A loud howl is heard under the moonlight, a cold breeze kisses her cheeks; she even smells urine and human poop. The mistress of Mr. Richardson is being tied down in a chair, blindfolded with a tape on her mouth. She wanted to scream so loud but she couldn't. The sweat forms on her forehead and she breathes through her nose. A calloused hand caressed her cheeks and slapped it. The intensity of the slap made her head go sideways. A tear fell on her eyes as if begging for her life, she didn't imagine herself being tortured by this. She thought being a lover of one of the businessmen in La Paz would make her lie comfortable. “Stop! Please!” she pleaded but they didn’t hear her fallen voice. She received another slap, her hair is being pulled by a man and his heavy breaths is near on the woman’s ear. The woman heard a baritone voice and she trembled when she realized that she got threatened by an unknown man. “It’s past 11:30,” another man’s voice is heard, the woman’s heart is still
They said that if you had an opinion, it’s either you shoved it down or scream it at void. Everyone doesn’t want to leave their hysterical opinion and keep pointing fingers to anyone, especially those influential people who run the city. The media held a press conference because there's information that someone from the La Paz city is psychologically incapacitated, that he has a mistress even though he’s legally married. On the other hand, La Paz Morning News shows that Antonio reportedly got smashed by an unknown person while he’s strolling in the Westeria; La Paz’s Park. “Breaking news, one of the La Paz rising CEO, Antonio De Isqueirda reportedly got struck by a metal rod last night,” the newscaster stated, “According to the police, they still searching for the police, they even ruled it’s not premeditated,” The trusted manager of Senor De Isqueirda is standing in front of Antonio’s hospital bed. Antonio just stared at the manager, without giving him some hints about the situati