Rafael Moretti
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My house was quiet.
It always was, but this time, it felt like the silence was a little louder.
I wasn’t suddenly broke or lost because my father publicly cut me off.
I just… didn’t know what to do.
Ever since I could remember, I’d been preparing to take over the company, even when I was as little as fifteen. I learnt things about the business much earlier on. I went to college, studied business management, and started working in the company during my junior year.
I’d been working at Moretti International for ten long years. I’d been the CEO for six years. It was odd not having anything to do or not having anyone to bark orders at.
Fine, I was a little lost.
I couldn’t call Nikolai. I was still mad at him and didn’t plan on talking to him anytime soon. I coul
