Timeless Calling: Steel Beams & Sweet Dreams

Chapter 8

I was surprised when I got home because Dad and Mom were already there. Normally, I'm the one who visits them, especially with all the work I've been handling lately.

Dad has been overseeing almost 50% of the company now, with the rest still in my hands. So, most of my bonding time with him revolves around business reports, and Mom joins us too, but it's not as intense as Dad and I. Sometimes, I can hear Mom telling Dad to let me enjoy life and take a break, but Dad always responds, saying that it's what I want to do.

Mom has been worried about me ever since I started working full-time. Juggling engineering and managing a business at the age of 18 is no easy feat, and she doesn't want that for me. She would always tell me to take it slow, to experience being young without the constant stress of running a business.

But as time goes on, Dad keeps suggesting that I drop engineering and follow the path of some of my cousins who are in Business Management. They're enjoying their lives so much more than I am, according to him. They're more hands-on with the business, while I'm out there, buried in technical stuff. It's funny how Dad's voice sometimes betrays his frustration when he compares me to his relatives.

Even though Dad doesn't fully support my decision to study engineering, I can tell how proud he is whenever he talks about me in front of others. He never lets anyone question my choices, even if it's our extended family.

"Good evening, Dad, Mom. When did you guys arrive?" I asked, trying to mask the tension I felt building up in my chest.

"Natasha," Dad began, his tone more serious than usual, "I think it's time for you to come back to Cebu. The business is growing rapidly, both locally and internationally, and I need your help."

I froze, surprised by his sudden suggestion. "Come back to Cebu? But I've got everything under control here in Bacolod," I replied, my voice tinged with hesitation.

Dad leaned forward, his expression firm but understanding. "I know, and you've done an incredible job here. The farm expansion, the irrigation system, the rice production—all of it. You've really stepped up, Natasha. But things are moving faster now, especially with the global demand for our products."

Mom spoke up gently, her voice full of concern. "Your father and I will be traveling a lot more, visiting different countries. We're getting constant inquiries for ginger, garlic, onions, sugar... and now rice. We won't be around as much, and your father needs someone who can handle the day-to-day operations. But don't worry, we'll still guide you. It's just that, with everything going on, we won't be able to make every decision and constantly ask for approval."

I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. "But you've always managed everything so well. And besides, next semester is just around the corner. Why me? Why now?"

Dad smiled, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes. "I've seen how you handled things in Bacolod, especially when you managed the farm expansion. You've been able to make important decisions and handle pressure like a pro. It's clear you're ready. Your mother and I both believe it's time for you to step up and take a more central role in the company."

Mom nodded in agreement, her voice soft but insistent. "We've been talking about it, and we both think you're ready. Your dad and I have always been busy, but now, we need you more than ever. The company's growth, especially internationally, means there will be more responsibilities on your shoulders. It's a big step, but we believe you can handle it."

I sat in silence, the weight of their words sinking in. I had worked hard to prove myself, but the idea of going back to Cebu and taking on even more responsibility felt overwhelming.

"So, you both decided this together?" I asked, looking between them.

Dad gave me a reassuring smile. "Yes. We've talked it over, and we both agree it's time. I can't do it alone anymore, and I know you're capable of handling what's ahead."