Alicia sat down inside her office, her thoughts were everywhere. She was confused and most of all mad at her grandfather for not giving her a head start. If he told her about his decision earlier before the board meeting she wouldn't have embarrassed herself.
"Merde. (Fuck)." She cursed in Italian. She stroked her fingers on her long black hair and bit on her lips.
Five days in Paris while her father took over temporarily, no she couldn't do it. She has never disputed her grandfather's order, ever. But this time she was ready to do it, she was ready to sacrifice a little and stop whatever her father was planning.