Calista

Chapter 9: Zeldeña Empire

After the exhausting meeting with the shitheads, I immediately  went to Ybañez household  and change my clothes afterwards.

It's 3 in the afternoon, still working hours in Zeldeña Empire. It is my grandfather's huge company.

Tycoon Alejandro Zeldeña, the ex military slashed  notorious businessman and the self-made multi-billionaire .

He made the Zeldeña Empire when he resigned in military.  His empire covers multi real state industry  and construction materials, which are two of the most ranging business in Asia as of 2012 and still at peak in 2021 as far as I remember before I died.

That was the reason why all of his children wanted to be his successor. At isa na doon ang pamilya ni Karaminah.

But Alejandro isn't a sentimental person. Even if you are his own flesh and blood, kung walang kang kwenta at 'di niya mapapakinabang, you are nothing but a worthless shit for him.

As of now his  net worth rose from 6.3 billion to 10.4 billion in span of  3 years.

You named it. He is indeed a freaking billionaire.

Some senators also wanted him to run for President but he always decline their offer. He said, 'politics is not my thing'.

Pero bago 'yan, may kailangan lang ako kunin at alamin mula sa sa kaniya.

Okay, his building... I don't know what you called it, but this is one of the tremendous building all over the Asia.

A literal Skyscraper.

After awhile, I confidently stepped my feet on such an expensive tiles and headed straight to the lobby.

The receptionist didn't spare me a glance kahit alam ko namang naramdaman na niya ang presensiya ko. She keeps on typing on her phone.

"Excuse me?" Agaw ko sa atensyon niya.

She gave me a piercing glare and I don't know how to react with that attitude.

Wow.

"What?" Pabalang na tanong niya.

I sighed. Habaan mo ang pasensya mo, Calista. "I'm here to talk to Mr. Zeldeña. The CEO/Owner of this empire." I said with a calm voice. Naiinis ako sa boses ko dahil talaga namang boses pambata.

13 years  old ka palang. Alalahanin mo.

"Neng? Baka nagkakamali ka nang pinuntahan. Sa kabilang kanto pa ang bilihan ng suka." Naiiritang sagot niya.

Suka? Anong gagawin ko sa suka?

"Do you think I'm fucking kidding here?" Tanong ko,   nawawalan na ng pasensya.

"Maldita kang bata ka, ha! Sa tingin mo nakikipagbiruan din ako sa'yo?" matapang na sagot niya. "Ang gusto mong kausapin ay ang big boss, ano ka bata, nasisiraan ng bait?"

Tiningnan ko siya ng masama bago pagmasdan ulit ang suot kong damit. Okay, I look like a plain shit. Wearing jeans and t-shirt with my white sneakers.

Mukha baguhang trainee.

So, kaya 'di niya ako sineseryoso? 

Maybe I need to brag my last card here.

"Ms. Whoever you are, In case you don't have any idea whom you are talking to, I am Calista Elfrida Ybañez, grandaughter of Alejandro Zeldeña. Kung hindi mo ako kakausapin ng maayos ngayon, I can give my grandpa a personal call and kick you out of here in instant."

Tapos ay inilabas ko ang ID ko at 'yung picture sa cellphone ko na kasama si Alejandro at sina Karaminah.

That's the lamest threat I could give. Funny, hindi ko pa man nga lang nakakausap ng personal iyong matandang 'yun, tapos gagamitin ko siyang panakot.

Nonetheless, gumana naman ang banta ko sa kaniya kasi biglang nag-iba na ang ekspresyon ng mukha niya.

"M-ma'am... I...I..."

"Cut with the bullshit. Now, may I see my grandfather?"

"D-do you have an appointment, Ma'am? A-ayaw po kasi ni Sir nang may p-pupunta sa office niya nang walang a-appointment." Natatarantang sagot niya.

"Call his secretary. Ask him or her, whatever, if he can schedule me some appointment with my grandfather." I stated.

I know how busy that old man is. Hindi ako magtatampo kung uuwi ako ngayong araw nang walang napapala. Ganoon talaga 'yon. Sabi ko nga kahit kadugo ka niya, hindi uso ang salitang special treatment  sa kaniya. 

Pero hindi na 'yun kailangan pang malaman ng receptionist na 'to. Sometimes, it's overwhelming to wrapped your fingers around this kind of people.

"Y-yes po." She stuttered. "What is your name again, Ma'am?

"Calista Zeldeña Ybañez."

"O-okay po," she said  "You can sit there for a meantime. I'll just call his secretary, Ma'am."

I respond with a nod.

I couched myself to the seat she offered. Habang nakaupo ay pinagmamasdan ko ang mga empleyado. Everyone was in their formal suite. Some were in a rush, some were seriously talking with their subordinates. Some were just doing their job.

So, this is Zeldeña Empire? Hm, interesting.

6 minutes have passed before the receptionist called my attention.

"Pwede na po kayong umakyat. His office is in 64th floor. You can use the personal lift of Mr. Zeldeña." She smiled tightly.

I was surprised by her statement. I thought, maghihintay pa ako ng ilang buwan bago makausap ang matanda. This is new, huh.

But nonetheless, I'm thankful, at least may napala ako sa pagpunta dito.

"Thanks," I said nonchalant.

I headed to his golden lift. Kakapasok ko palang sa lift ay napasalita agad ako.  "Grabe, ang OA sa rangya."