CHAPTER 18

My normal morning routine at the office started with the usual city noises. Cars were stuck in traffic on the wet streets below my office window on the 7th floor. As the leader of the analytics team at NexGen, I was busy finishing up the company's financial reports for the next meeting.

My dad, Aldo De Rossi, was happy with our team's work this month. He doesn't show his happiness easily, to me or anyone else.

He always says, "Winning is what we expect, not something special!" during company meetings.

But lately, his assistant Manuel seems less stressed, so I guess Dad is in a good mood because things are going well at the company. Even Bianca said Dad doesn't complain as much anymore about having a personal massage therapist at home.

This means Dad is happy with me for now.

It's better not to talk about what's happening at our competitor's company. They are in a lot of trouble because of bad decisions and debt, and NexGen is doing much better. I imagine Nathan and my dad are still