Bella-Ben Tacha, a driven 19-year-old CEO known as "Big Bella,". is known for her elegance, class, and unwavering determination. With her focus solely on work, business, and profit, the success of her company remains her top priority. After witnessi...
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"I'm not bossy, I'm the boss," I correct Mr. Bayang, who has been criticizing my assertive demeanor. Removing my glasses, I cross my legs and adjust my seating, exuding confidence as I prepare to discuss business matters.
"Of course, you're the boss, Miss Bella," Mr. Bayang concedes. "And might I add, you're looking quite elegant today."
Satisfied that he recognizes my authority, I press on. Acknowledging the compliment with confidence, I reply, "I know. Thanks anyway." My tone remains serious, underscoring the importance of the business at hand.
"Let's focus on the agenda for today's meeting, shall we?" My tone leaves no room for further small talk; it's time to get down to business.
"What was so important that you had to come personally, and directly to my office?" I inquire, eager to cut straight to the heart of the matter.
Mr. Bayang shifts in his seat, clearing his throat before responding, "I couldn't send a representative in my place. Given your stature, it was only fitting that I show up myself." Sensing that he's building up to a significant request or proposal, I maintain a level gaze, waiting for him to continue.
In that moment, it seemed as though all the doubt and belittlement I had faced two years ago came rushing back.
...FLASHBACK ...
I was in the board meeting where I, a mere 17-year-old, sat across from powerful business owners discussing the fate of my father's company.
"Mr. Ben's condition is critical; he may not make it," they said. "You're too young to handle such a big company," they declared. "I won't be a partner anymore," one announced. "It's too risky if the company crumbles because of you," another chimed in. "Sell the company," one urged. "I'm signing out," another announced. "I can't afford to lose 10%," a third added.
The thoughts and their voices swirled in my head, driving me to the brink of despair. What if they were right? What if I couldn't handle it? What if all the partners left, and I was alone? But then I remembered my father, and the promise I made to him. I knew it was time to rise to the challenge, to be strong, brave, and courageous.
At just seventeen years old, I stood resolute against a room full of seasoned business leaders. I didn't waver, determined to prove my worth and save my father's company. "And one last thing," I proclaimed, "Mr. Ben-Hermes will recover, and CAMCO will grow. Remember that."
Their selfishness disgusted me as they remained unmoved by my passionate plea. I sat down, tears streaming down my face as they left one by one.
Mr. Bayang tried to convince the others, "Please, we need to support her decision until Ben recovers. We're all business partners, and we need each other." His words fell on deaf ears.
