Salvador stepped into the boardroom, he was greeted by a somber atmosphere that seemed to hang heavily in the air. The members of the board of directors regarded him with stern expressions, their eyes scrutinizing his every move as he took his seat at the head of the table."Mr. Maroon," began the chairman, his voice laced with a hint of disapproval. "We've called this meeting to address the serious issues surrounding the company's finances."Salvador nodded, steeling himself for what was to come. He knew that this meeting would be a pivotal moment in determining the fate of both himself and the company he had worked so hard to build.As the chairman outlined the details of the financial discrepancies that had come to light, Salvador listened intently, his mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. He felt a sense of indignation at the accusations being leveled against him, knowing full well that he was innocent of any wrongdoing.But amidst the chaos and confusion, Salvador remained r
Salvador sat in his office, his mind reeling with confusion and worry, he knew he needed to take action. He couldn't afford to waste any more time while his reputation and the company's future hung in the balance. With a determined expression, he reached for his phone and dialed Roxy's number."Hey, Roxy, can you come to my office for a minute?" Salvador asked as soon as Roxy picked up."Sure thing, boss. I'll be right there," Roxy replied, his voice filled with concern.A few minutes later, Roxy entered Salvador's office, his brow furrowed with worry. "What's going on, Salvador? You look like you've seen a ghost," he said, taking a seat across from Salvador.Salvador sighed heavily, his mind racing with thoughts of the financial debacle that had befallen the company. "It's a long story, Roxy," he began, recounting the events of the past few days and the lost the company was facing “Roxy listened intently, his expression growing more serious with each passing moment. "That's insane,"
On a bright Sunday afternoon, Salvador found himself besieged by a horde of reporters who had swarmed his home, hungry for answers about the allegations of embezzlement that had tarnished his reputation. With his son's safety weighing heavily on his mind, Salvador knew he had to address the accusations head-on.Stepping up to the podium, Salvador faced the sea of flashing cameras and eager journalists. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his voice steady but determined, "I want to address the recent allegations against me."A reporter raised their hand, eager to ask the first question. "Mr. Maroon, can you tell us why you've decided to step down from your position at the company?" they inquired.Salvador took a deep breath before responding. "I have temporarily stepped down from my position as a precautionary measure," he explained. "However, I want to make it clear that I am innocent of the accusations being leveled against me."Another reporter chimed in, their tone skeptical. "But Mr
The next day, Kelvin arranged to meet Leah at their usual spot, a quiet cafe tucked away from prying eyes. As they sat down, Leah wasted no time in expressing her concerns about Salvador's growing public support."Kelvin, did you see the news? The public is rallying behind Salvador, they believe he's innocent," Leah exclaimed, her voice tinged with anxiety.Kelvin leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Don't worry, Leah. We can use this to our advantage," he reassured her, his tone filled with confidence.Leah looked at him skeptically. "How do you mean?" she asked, uncertainty creeping into her voice.Kelvin's smirk widened as he leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "It's simple," he replied. "We'll turn the public's love for Salvador against him. We'll use their trust in him to bring him down."Leah's eyes widened in realization, and she let out a sigh. "But Kelvin, we agreed not to go through with that plan," she protested, her voice ting
As the tension in the boardroom simmered, Kelvin's frustration bubbled to the surface, his voice rising in condemnation of Salvador's alleged actions. His father, Mr. Maroon, watched with a furrowed brow, clearly displeased with Kelvin's outspokenness, but Kelvin seemed undeterred."You all saw what happened," Kelvin began, his tone accusatory. "Salvador's actions have put this company in jeopardy, and we can't afford to wait around for him to clear his name. We need someone who can step up and take charge before it's too late."The board members exchanged uneasy glances, clearly taken aback by Kelvin's bold assertions. One of them, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, spoke up in response."Kelvin, while we appreciate your concern for the company's well-being, we cannot simply overlook the seriousness of the accusations against Salvador," he said, his voice measured but firm. "We must allow the investigation to run its course before making any decisions about his future with t
The news spread that Kelvin was set to take over Salvador's position, the public's reaction was swift and vocal. Social media platforms buzzed with outrage, with many expressing their dissatisfaction with the decision. Comments flooded in, demanding answers and calling for transparency from the company.Salvador sat in his home, watching the news unfold on his television screen. He felt a pang of frustration and helplessness as he listened to the reports. Switching off the TV, he reached for his phone and sent a text to Roxy, hoping for any updates on the whereabouts of the financial secretary.Roxy's response came quickly, but it was not the news Salvador had hoped for. There were no leads on the missing financial secretary, leaving Salvador feeling even more unsettled.Just then, his son Austin entered the room and approached him, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight hug. Salvador was taken aback by the unexpected display of affection but masked his worry with a smile."
Flora walked into her cousin Ted's room, her heart heavy with the weight of her recent breakup with Salvador. She found Ted sprawled out on his bed, scrolling through his phone. "Hey, Ted," she said softly, taking a seat next to him.Ted glanced up, a faux look of concern crossing his face. "Hey, Flora. What's up?"Flora sighed, feeling the need to unburden herself. "Salvador and I broke up," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Ted's eyebrows shot up in feigned surprise. "No way! What happened?"Flora recounted the events of the breakup, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. As she spoke, Ted nodded sympathetically, but Flora couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something.After Flora finished her story, Ted excused himself and quickly sent a text to Kelvin, relaying the news of Flora's breakup. Meanwhile, their grandfather, sensing the tension in the air, called for a family meeting.Flora, still reeling from her conversation with Ted, followed her grandfath
As Salvador drove Flora back to her house, a heavy silence hung between them, punctuated only by the hum of the car's engine. Flora fidgeted with the hem of her sweater, her thoughts swirling with uncertainty.Finally, she mustered the courage to break the silence. "Salvador," she began, her voice hesitant. "I don't want us to break up."Salvador's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his expression unreadable. "Flora, I didn't rescue you from those kidnappers to play the hero," he replied, his voice tinged with seriousness. "I did it because I care about you, and I want to keep you safe."Flora's heart fluttered at Salvador's words, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of her stomach. "But Salvador, why can't we be together?" she asked, her voice tinged with desperation.Salvador sighed, his eyes focused on the road ahead. "Flora, I suspect those kidnappers were my rivals," he explained, his tone grave. "I don't want to involve you in the dangerous w