VALENTINO’s POV.
“This is absolute nonsense!” I half yell slamming the papers on the table, “four weeks and this is what you are giving me?”
All eyes turn to me, fear written all over their faces but that’s the least of my problems right now. Four weeks and none of them can even give me a reasonable pitch.
“We will reconvene after lunch” I finally tell them, “and if you can give me something tangible, we will forget about the entire game”
With that, I stand up and angrily make my way out of the conference room, Alex hot on my trail.
“I am really sorry about that sir” he says but I ignore him
and enter my office beside plopping down on my reclining chair.
“Did you get what I asked you for?”
“Yes sir” he places the documents in front of me and I immediately skim through it, my eyes
