After dinner, Fernando and I went up to our room. His expression seemed less serious now, but I still wanted to talk to him.
"Are you upset about the wine?" I asked as I changed into my pajamas.
He gently pulled me towards him and sat me on his lap. "No, actually, I was impressed, so I'm not upset," he said, looking into my eyes. He seemed sincere.
"I noticed that you seemed serious throughout the day," I said to him.
"I was just tired. That's all. But it was a good day. Everything you and Valentino have achieved with this place is admirable," he replied.
"This place already had its foundations. Dad made it international. We just followed that path."
"Isabella, don't underestimate your efforts. Your dad made it international, but it was your job to position it in the market," he insi
