Rafael Moretti
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I had said it a lot of times that I hated meetings. I hated the one I was about to walk into the most. The one where I had to explain myself to a bunch of old people.
But if that was what it would take for them not to bother Serena, I was willing to take it. I had told the board they could speak to Serena after they spoke to me and I was going to make sure they didn’t want to discuss anything with her after this meeting.
I waited until everyone had arrived before I stepped into the boardroom with Marco beside me.
The sub-boardroom? Whatever they called the Moretti International boardroom.
The room was filled with twenty-five directors, two independent observers, and my father at the far end of the table.
They were all watching me.
I spoke before anyone else could
