Page 12 of Innocent Bratva Twins
My voice comes out so much stronger than I expect it to.
I sound confident and sure of myself.
The more I speak, the easier it becomes as the knot in my stomach loosens. As my nerves disappear, I am filled with a thrilling excitement. I can’t believe how well this is going.
Both Jason and Penelope are watching me with interest, nodding and listening intently. I have their full attention, and by the looks on their faces, they like what I’m saying.
I hit the pause button when Penelope politely raises her hand.
“What about the after-effects of flooding the market like this—would it drop sales?”
“No, not at all. This would be the starting point for increased growth. If you look at the data on the next piece—give me a second, I’ll pull it up—"
My eyes are drawn to the doorway, where I spot Nico leaning against the open frame with his arms folded over his chest. My heart leaps into my throat. How long has he beenthere? Is he angry Ithat started without him? I want to explain that I had no choice.
There is a slight smile on his perfect face.
I gesture for him to come inside and take over.
He shakes his head.
Oh.
Okay.
Um.
“I see, yes, is this the standard market reaction for your method of launching?” Penelope asks, studying the information on the screen.
“We have fine-tuned our methods based on split testing each sector. We are confident our method will work for your product; however, we will still conduct a split test for the first three weeks during launch. We find that taking all precautions, moving in such a way that allows us to continuously update our target ranges—"
My eyes keep drifting to Nico. He’s watching closely. But I can’t let him distract me now.
Pay attention. Focus on the client, Serafina.
Throughout the remainder of the presentation, Jason has a few questions, and Penelope comments once or twice about how creative our methods are.
By the end of it, they both look excited.
“I’m sorry again that I had to rush out like that,” Nico says, walking back into the boardroom and taking his seat.
“Oh, it’s no problem at all. Serafina ran us through the presentation, and we“—Jason glances at his wife, who nods—“are ready to go ahead with your proposal.” He smiles widely and looks between Nico and me.
“Tell us where to sign,” he chuckles.
I can’t believe it.
I did it.
They were impressed.
Nico is busy piecing together an official timeline, going over a few details with them, and I’m sitting to the side, grinning.
They set a start date, sign a basic contract regarding deposits, and take the longer, more detailed one with them so that they can go over it before signing that one.
We all stand, smiling and excited for the new project we are going to work on together. We’re going to create the best launch campaign for their product.
Nico shakes Jason’s hand. When Penelope takes his hand, she doesn’t let go. She grins and says, “Your assistant is incredible. Hold on to that one.”
