"Marcelo Xavier, Son of Daniel Luciano, what an honor to finally meet you," Richardo was the first to break the tensed silence between them.
Marcel smiled, "I didn't know that I was this famous." He added, "Although I can't help but feel that my father is much more famous than I am, don't you think so?"
No matter how tried Marcel tried to establish himself, Daniel was always a constant people recognized first and attribute his success to his father's sacrifice. It was almost as if Daniel worked hard to make sure he could never bypass the glory of his name.
"No," Richardo disagreed with that, "Sure your father is a force to be reckoned with, however, I find you more intriguing, honestly. There's nothing more motivating than young people ruling the world."
"Is that so?" Marcel hummed, playing with an invisible speck of dirt on his finger.
"Of course,"
