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Welcome Back, Mr. CEO

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Samantha's POV

Present time...

Tumunog ang heels niya sa polished marble floor ng C&C Hotel Corp main headquarters. 25th floor. Boardroom. 8:40 AM. She was never late. Not today. Not when he was coming back. Pagpasok niya sa room, tahimik ang mga board members. Nakaupo na ang Daddy Miguel niya sa dulo ng mesa—composed, powerful, and proud. Sa kanan nito si mommy Mirabella, ang aking stepmother, graceful as always in her cream Chanel suit. I sat two seats away from my father. I didn’t want to be beside her, or him. My fingers played with my pen, my back straight, my heart louder than I wanted it to be. Parang wala lang ang time na iyon sa akin, an ordinary day. He’s coming back. After six years. After that one night, after he ran away again two years ago ng magkita sila sa kasal ng kanyang mga magulang. After everything.

8:59 AM. The door opened. I didn’t look right away. But the tension in the room shifted. Kahit hindi pa ako lumingon, alam kong siya na iyon.

Struve.

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