Marco

“Your first sales are very impressive, Marco. I'm genuinely proud of you. It seems everything you lay your hands on turns to gold, and this venture is no exception,”Becca remarks, a beaming smile of pride adorning her face.

I smile contented at the progress obtained from my first exportation.

“You realize I can’t be the public face of this business indefinitely, don’t you?”

“Yes, I’m aware. Once we’ve established ourselves in the oil market and garnered massive positive customer reviews, I’ll be able to step into the spotlight,” I reply.

“That’s reassuring.”

“Thank you, Becca. You’ve become family to me. I’m grateful for your unwavering support, both for Aurelio and myself. I’m not quite sure how to repay your kindness.”

“You and your brother have done more than enough.”

“I’m willing to do more. Just tell me what you need, and if it’s within my capabilities, consider it done,” I assure her, eager to reciprocate her generosity.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I respond firmly, meeting her gaze