I refuse to be.

Chapter 19 — The Press Conference

A gentle knock sounded at my door, and my executive assistant stepped in, a bright young woman named Maya, whom I had hired straight out of Northwestern’s business program, and who represented, in her competence and her freshness, exactly the kind of person I wanted to build the new Vance Global around.

“Ms.

Vance,” she said.

“The press conference for the foundation launch starts in fifteen minutes downstairs.