Storm POV
Today I was sent to the clubhouse to help Prez with his paperwork. Dad said it was good practice. Now that my course was starting to make sense, I was to give a few hours a week to Prez, doing paperwork and putting into practice what I was learning. I would rather be at home, watching over Cloe. It was her first intense training session with the doc, and I wanted to be there to help.
Prez was full of patience, never raising his voice when I asked questions, and let me make some mistakes before correcting me, explaining where I went wrong. What I thought was going to be an hour, possibly two, turned out to be all day. We worked on a lot of different things. I had no idea that Dad, Prez, and Zero, oh, and Mum owned so much. Mum was a shareholder in almost all the businesses. The
