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our account. - Anna?At the very least, she got involved with a married man - he comments, spewing his venom at my mother. - I don't want you hanging around with her, you'll end up getting talked a

itten? - I smile, seeing Marina's message. Marina: Matteo, I loved our dinner, and like I told you, it seems like everything that could be good is over before it even started. Matteo: Are you referring to your friend going to Milan? Marina: Exactly! I'll miss her a lot. Matteo: Milan is right next door, think about it, you can join her! Marina: And do you think I pull money out of a hat, Matteo? I can't go to Milan whenever I want. Matteo: I would love to see you again, so whenever you want, Milan will be at your feet, just send me how much you need. Marina: Are you willing to pay for my trip? Matteo: You just need to send me your account details. Marina: I don't need you to send me money, if I have to go, we'll meet in Milan. Matteo: I'll be waiting for you. I throw the phone on the bed with a smile that I'll win this game, and after tossing and turning a few times I fall asleep. Breathing the air of Milan only reminds me of one thing, that I'm a bastard and I need to be ten times more efficient than if I were a biological son. I look at the girl next to Enrico, and it's impossible not to feel resentful because she's a copy of Camila, beautiful, with an angelic smile, but who, deep down, hides ambitions, and I already foresee Enrico falling for her tricks. - Enrico, I'm going to work, my father has been calling me every five minutes. - Thank you very much for everything, Matteo. We say goodbye and I see the car waiting for me. - Good morning, Gregório - I say to Emiliano's driver. - Your father wants me to take you to work. - Let's go, then. I drive the whole way in silence, close my eyes and take a deep breath, although I like everything I have at my disposal, it's tiring and stressful to always try to please. I jump out of the car and walk straight to the president's office, my current office. - Good morning, sir, your father is waiting for you in the meeting room - my secretary tells me and I turn around and go back to the beginning of the hallway where the room is. I stare at the door handle, thinking about disappearing, but obviously, as exp