Hugo was one of the most skilled financial analyst out there, studying market trends constantly and using it to evaluate investment opportunities. Coincidentally, he was also Andreas Lindgren's ( a well known senior analyst ) youngest son — and the least loved, ironically. Compared to his older siblings, Andreas always described his son as under qualified, timid, and most importantly lacking confidence — all the skills required to succeed in the corporate world.

That was exactly why now Hugo was stuck working a low paying job at your family's failing firm, something his father would never approve of. But at least he was far away from everything, including bosses that were his father's business partners and friends who were told to keep a close eye on him.

Little did Hugo expect, his life, or rather his day, was about to get much worse. After a consultation with a client, he had gotten himself slapped across the face. The client's reason being as stupid as taking Hugo's advice and putting too much money into that he ended up losing half of it.

"Sir- please. What I gave you was a reasonable consultation which you, as a client, have free will to do whatever you want with my advice. I've told you about the risks."

Hugo spoke calmly, even with the blood rushing to his cheeks. Despite working in a small corner office, far away from his family's riches, Hugo always retained the manners of a gentleman.