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Christian Horner always had everything, but there was always one thing missing. The presence of his oldest daughter in the craziness of Formula 1. 

Valentina didn't hate the sport, in fact she watched quite often, but she build her short but positive career in football. It allowed her to stay based in Barcelona, her hometown and the city she did not want to move from. 

However, it was close to the end of the football season and she was convinced by her mother that following her father around with F1 for three races would be a smart move. In her opinion, it wasn't, but what opinion did she have when it was parents against her?

So there she was, packing up to for the first week off. She enjoyed her job more than majority would say they loved, specially being young, however, Valentina worked with FC Barcelona and consequently with some of her closest friends that she made along the way. 

The club knew how to utilize all their presenters, with her there were four and they were always rotating and consequently getting a couple weeks off, it was needless to say it was her turn and she wished she would be at work. 

Her relationship with her father wasn't bad, they always had a nice one, but she knew there were expectations for her to meet and she knew she wasn't going to meet them, she didn't plan on leaving football to work for Red Bull and at the end of the day that was what he would love to happen. 

It wasn't. 

— Did you get everything? — Pedri asked and she nodded looking around her place one more time 

— Ok, I definitely think I got everything, if I forgot something I'll just buy in there — She said it and he nodded finishing loading his truck with her suitcase

For the time she was supposed to be away he was impressed that there was only one large suitcase and a carry on being taken. 

— Come on, be excited, you're going to Miami — He said and she chuckled

— Fair point, just can't wait to hear everyone say that now that I graduated I should go into F1 — She rolled her eyes and he laughed 

— Just let them know you're very employed here, Laporta will even record a video for you to show on repeat — He joked

— He's a traitor, I asked him to deny my absence, he's the boss, he refused, said I needed this experience — She rolled her eyes and her best friend couldn't do much beside laugh

— Let us know when you land — He asked when her suitcases were already out in the VIP area where her father had sent a private jet for her... Did she mention she hates the use of a private jet just for her? She's not even that known. 

— First message will be in the groupchat. — She smiled hugging him one more time — Enjoy practice! 

— I hate you right now

— No, you don't!




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