Chapter One ✷ A Game Of Matchmaking
Kaliyah quickly adjusted her Frank Muller watch, taking a deep breath before stepping into the conference room. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with tension.Seated at the polished mahogany table were her father, Bernard Arnault, the imposing CEO of TAG Heuer; Christian Horner, the sharp-eyed CEO and Team Principal of Red Bull Racing; and, in the far corner, Max Verstappen—the team's star driver and the face of Red Bull's ambitions.
His presence added an extra layer of intensity, his sharp blue eyes tracking her every move as she entered. She felt their gaze upon her as she crossed the room, her heels clicking softly against the floor.
Max leaned back in his chair, his arms folded across his chest, radiating a calm confidence that contrasted sharply with the tense energy in the room.
His reputation as a fierce competitor on the track was well known, but today, off the circuit, his role was just as important. Red Bull's fate—and his own—was being discussed.
Kaliyah swallowed hard as her father, ever the composed strategist, gestured toward the empty seat next to him. His expression was unreadable, but his tone left no room for hesitation.
"Kaliyah, please join us. We have important matters to discuss," Bernard said, his voice deep and commanding, cutting through the silence like a blade.
Christian Horner, seated across from her father, gave her a brief nod, but his attention quickly returned to the conversation. His focus was razor-sharp; this meeting could determine the future of the partnership between TAG Heuer and Red Bull Racing.
As Kaliyah sat down, the weight of the room settled around her. She straightened her posture, determined to remain poised.
Max, silent but observant, watched the proceedings with a neutral expression, though she could sense the undercurrent of pressure weighing on him too. His career and reputation were inextricably tied to Red Bull's success, and the possibility of losing TAG Heuer's sponsorship could spell disaster for the team's ambitions.
"We need to address the future," Christian said, breaking the tension. His voice was firm yet respectful. "Red Bull Racing is at a turning point. We've invested heavily in getting back to the top, and Max is leading that charge. Losing TAG Heuer's sponsorship now would be a huge setback."
Bernard steepled his fingers, his eyes narrowing in contemplation as he considered Christian's words. "TAG Heuer is synonymous with precision and excellence," he said coolly.
"Red Bull's recent performance has not reflected that standard. We cannot afford to compromise our brand's image by remaining aligned with a team that isn't delivering consistently at the highest level."
Max shifted slightly in his seat but remained silent. His focus was intense, but Kaliyah could see the tension in his jaw as her father's words landed.
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