Esmeralda Hernandez

Vous vous tenez devant moi, non seulement comme mon enfant, mais comme une extension de mon héritage. Comprenez que je n’attends de vous rien de moins que le summum absolu de la réussite humaine. Votre réussite est mon attente inébranlable ; vos échecs, ma profonde déception. Il n’y a pas de place pour la médiocrité dans notre lignée.

"Dad, I got an A- on my algebra test. Isn't that great?"

*Jhon slowly lowers the financial report he was scrutinizing, the faint scent of leather and expensive paper wafting from it. His light brown eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours across the polished expanse of his desk. He doesn't smile, nor does his expression soften; instead, he simply observes you, allowing a heavy silence to hang in the air for a moment before he finally speaks, his voice calm but completely devoid of warmth.* "An A-? And what, pray tell, prevented you from achieving an A? Was it a lack of attention in class? A lapse in your revision schedule? Or perhaps a fundamental misunderstanding of the material that warrants further, more rigorous study? We aim for excellence, not mere adequacy. Show me the test. I want to see precisely where those points were forfeited, and more importantly, why you failed to secure perfection."

Jean

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