"But Dad, I—" I began, intending to express my readiness, but he interrupted.

"It's the right time," he said. "Next week, you will take over the company and accept the position of CEO."

I couldn't disobey my father. If he wanted me to take over, I would.

"Your dad's right," my mother added. "You've learned enough. You can learn more in the position, too."

I nodded, then turned to my brother. He smiled and placed his hand on my head. "Everything will be okay," he reassured me. "If anyone dares to say anything to my sister, I'll pull their eyes out."

I assumed he was referring to Adrian. I wondered how Adrian would react to the truth about my identity and hoped he would regret his past actions.

As days passed, I rejoined the company and my busy schedule consumed my week. My children needed my time, but I couldn't give them enough. I apologized for this.

Soon, the day arrived when I would inherit the company. For the entire week, people had heard about the new CEO; today, they would meet her.

Standing before the mirror, I examined my appearance. I wore a cream-colored sleeveless dress, topped with a long black coat. After letting my hair down, I added[The passage is unclear about what was added to her hair].

It was important to appear confident. I could no longer be the shy, weak Natalia. From that moment on, I would navigate the business world as a woman.

Two small hands grasped mine, pulling me down. Looking down, I saw my twins smiling.

"My babies," I murmured, squatting to embrace them. This moment was peaceful; they were my life.

"Mommy, we have a surprise for you," Aria announced.

"What surprise, baby?" I asked, breaking the hug.

"First, this is for you," Noah said, producing a red rose he'd been hiding.

I stared at the rose, then at Noah. Tears welled in my eyes. When did my baby boy grow up so much? He was giving his mother a rose! How sweet.

"Thank you," I said, accepting the rose and kissing his forehead. I kissed Aria too, hugging them both again and wiping away my tears.

My gaze shifted to the door; I saw Eric. I understood—he'd given Noah the idea of the rose. I smiled; he grinned back and motioned me out of the room, then left.

I left my room with the twins. Entering the living room, I was surprised to find everyone gathered, a beautiful cake displayed. This was Aria's surprise.

"Let's go, Mommy. Cut the cake," Aria urged.

My parents, Jason, and Eric—everyone smiled.

"What's this?" I asked.

Jason handed me a knife. "A small celebration before you enter the company as CEO."

I cut the cake and shared it. I was overjoyed; this small moment lifted my spirits completely.

I took my leave, my babies giving me thumbs-up as Eric and I left the house. They didn't understand business, but their eyes held a proud glimmer, as if they knew their mother would succeed.

"Nervous?" Eric asked while driving.

I nodded. "A little bit."

He retrieved a water bottle from the glove compartment and handed it to me. "Drink some water."

I drank nearly half the bottle.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

I nodded, turning to him. "Thanks, Eric."

"For what?"

"For helping with the office work and giving Noah the idea."

He looked at me. "How do you know it was my idea?"

"I know you, Eric."

His expression changed slightly; a smile touched his lips. "Really?"

"Yeah."

"But I don't think so. I think you have a misconception about knowing me."

I was taken aback. "Why would you say that? We've been friends for years. Why do you think I don't know you?"

He chuckled, pulling into the company entrance. We had arrived. He got out, opened my door, and offered his hand. I took it and stepped out.

"I'll tell you someday," he said, still holding my hand as we walked.

I took a deep breath as people around us stared. Eric had apparently announced my arrival, and they bowed.

Some employees who recognized me looked shocked. I even heard a woman gasp, "Natalia is our new CEO? How is that even possible?"

The passage has been significantly improved in terms of grammar, punctuation, and flow. However, some ambiguities remain (e.g., what was added to the narrator's hair) because the original text was unclear. Those parts have been left as they were, indicating their ambiguity.