Without knowing that he was the owner of the company that was going to sign the $800 million contract, they poured wine on him…
No one there imagined that the man in a simple suit, leaning discreetly against a column in the Ruby Room of the Gran Royale in Ciudad Magna, was precisely the one who would decide everyone’s fate that night. Caio Vásquez, the mysterious investor behind the $800 million contract, walked as if he were invisible, observing more than he let on. From the moment he entered, he had already been asked if he worked in catering, if he was lost, or if he was looking for “the service entrance.” He simply smiled: he knew the weight of silence.
Expensive aromas filled the air, glasses clinked, and the NeuroDyne Global logo flashed on the screens. It was the company’s big night. On stage, CEO Rodrigo Avelar, alongside his wife Lorena, stood like a star, clad in golden armor that reflected every flash of light. The guests treated them like royalty, unaware that the real power lay there, ignored, just a few steps away.
That’s when a group of executives spotted Caio near the bar. They chuckled amongst themselves, whispering like mischievous teenagers. “He’s overstepping his bounds,” one of them said. Lorena, with a smile that cuts like a knife, picked up a glass of red wine and approached slowly. “Honey, if you needed a job, you only had to ask. An employee doesn’t enter the VIP area pretending to be a guest.”
Caio just took a deep breath. He didn’t respond. That irritated her husband, Rodrigo, who grabbed the glass, raised it as if celebrating something, and poured the wine onto Caio’s chest. Laughter rose like embers on dry straw. Cell phones recorded, venomous comments flew. “Now he knows his place,” Lorena whispered.
Caio didn’t say a word. He simply straightened his jacket, turned his back, and left the room like someone fleeing a fire without running. In the cold hallway, he took out his cell phone and said simply, “Execute.” On the other end, someone replied, “Immediately.”
And the world began to collapse.
Inside the hall, the music stopped. The screens flickered. The presenter received a message and paled. “Ladies and gentlemen… the contract has been suspended.” A brutal silence fell over two hundred people. Rodrigo stepped forward indignantly. “Suspended? By whom?” The answer was a whisper: “By the main investor. By Mr. Caio Vásquez.”
The name spread like wildfire. Someone showed the video of the wine incident: Rodrigo humiliating his own funder. Lorena nearly fainted. Investors began pulling out, shareholders called in desperation, notifications exploded on screens: blocks, cancellations, the company’s freefall. His world, built on arrogance, crumbled in minutes.
Hours later, desperate, Lorena and Rodrigo went to Caio’s house. The door opened slowly. He appeared calm, without anger, which was even worse. They pleaded, “Let us sort this out. We didn’t know who you were.”
Caio replied in a low, firm voice, “That’s exactly the problem. You didn’t bother to find out. Value isn’t measured by appearances.”
Rodrigo swallowed. “Is there anything we can do?”
Caio shook his head. “The contract is over. So is the trust.” And before closing the door, he uttered a phrase that would resonate forever:
“Tread carefully. Life takes its toll—sooner or later.”
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