The glass doors opened as soon as I approached, and the familiar smell of fresh coffee and polished wood enveloped me. The reception of Costa & Cardone Investments was already bustling, with employees walking briskly and phones ringing in the background. I greeted a few of them with a brief nod as I made my way to the elevator.
"Good morning, Mr. Costa." Sophie's voice, my secretary, echoed as soon as I stepped onto the executive floor. She walked toward me with a cup of coffee in her hands and a leather folder under her arm.
"Good morning, Sophie." I took the coffee and took a sip. Strong, just right. "Any urgent news?"
"Nothing critical. But your schedule is full today." She accompanied me down the hallway to my office. "First meeting with the partners at nine, then a conference with
