At 7:00 a.m. on Ayala Avenue, Makati. The Golden Horizon Tower glistens in the sunlight. It is one of the tallest and most prestigious buildings in the business district.
At the entrance to the building, Lita’s mother was standing.
She is a 58-year-old Marine Corps veteran. Dressed in his planted uniform, shiny combat boots, and a radio on his waistband, he was ready for duty. On this day, however, Liz’s mother was not worried. He always had a good grip on his hat.
“Lisa, are you alright?” the guard asked. “You’re stunned. Sir Mark will be coming soon. The new CEO. We need to be vigilant.”
Lita just nodded. “Oh-yes. I’m fine.”
In fact, he felt a sense of relief. Marco—the new CEO who is visiting today for an important Board Meeting—is his son.
No one knew that she and her mother were in the building.
Lita used to be a street sweeper and laundryman. He stood up to Marcus on his own. He worked three shifts to get it to a good university. Marcus has been successful. Lita didn’t want to ruin her son’s image.
“It would be a shame if they found out that the CEO’s mom was just a contempt guard,” Lita muttered to herself. “He might be laughed at. Employees might think he comes from a low-income family.”
Soon after, the convoy arrived.
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