Cynical Lesion

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 : reunited

"Miss Salvador, what can you say about the success of your newly built company?" I heard a reporter asked, interviewing me.

Or should I say cornering me to have some interview. Media and their tactic. I rolled my eyes and raised a brow to her. She's invading my personal space, should I sue her? No nevermind, the world should know how worth it I am to be glorified.

The sun hits painfully on my skin, I forgot to bring my umbrella but my beauty is not my priority right now, it's my pride. 

"What can I say?" I acted like I'm thinking words to describe my feelings right now. I smiled sweetly. "I deserve it. I deserve every success I am having at the moment and the success I will have in the future. " I said without any hesitations. Bragging my success to everyone.

C'mon why should I hesitate right? I should be proud on every achievement I have because what is success if you wont brag it? I want to slap them every milestones I have because I knew that I really deserve every good things in this world.

I stand as proud as a king for it made its way to the top, because I worked hard for it. I worked with my sweat and blood to be in this position I am standing.

They eyed me using their judgemental look. I sarcastically laugh, putting my left hand on my mouth.

People, people, how shameful. 

"You ask, so I answer." I winked at her and walked out.

Its funny that they asked something and if our answer will offend them, they will get hurt. Stupid. They should not ask in the first place if they can't handle those harsh answers the person might possibly give.

If you ask people who I am, they will surely answer that I am a boastful businesswoman. Its also funny that they judge a person based on what they saw. Another stupidness. We don't know who really they are behind those freaking cameras.

Pathetic. They are pretending to be someone they are not just to get people's attention, sympathy. Why can't they just be theirselves? Aren't they suffocated on faking their personality?

I just shrugged on my useless questions. I proudly walk towards my office causing the employees to shut their mouths. Kapag nakikita nila ako'y tila may anghel na dumaan dahil sa kanilang katahimikan. Pero mas maganda iyong tahimik kesa makipagchismisan. Well, nakikipagchismisan naman sila, titigil lang kapag nakita ako dahil alam nilang sa oras na makita ko silang gumagawa ng bagay na hindi naman nila trabaho ay sisisisantehin ko sila.

Before I step in to my office I face my secretary standing beside the sliding door of my office. Mukhang namataan niyang nakatingin ako sa kaniya kaya tinignan niya ako.

Itinuro ko siya at nanliit ang matang tinignan siya tila ba may naalala akong ginawa niya na hindi ko nagustuhan. Agad itong namutla sa ginawa ko. Well, she should be I am powerful than her. I chuckled and put my hands down causing her to exhale in relief.

"Nervous, huh?" I smirked at her when she gasp.

I immediately went inside my office and command my secretary to close the sliding door the moment I get in.

I rolled my eyes when I saw Zoryn sitting like a king in the middle of my sofa. That sofa is also his buddy when he's screwing my secretaries! Gross, so I never sat on that sofa. I saw him smiling sweetly while holding his phone when our eyes met. Ano namang ginawa nito?

"Another article for you, Cia." Zoryn uttered the moment I sat on my swivel chair. Ipinakita niya sa akin ang cellphone niyang naglalaman ng article ko na naghahambog na naman daw.