When Charles Kosonen summoned Antony Kosonen to the CEO's office that evening, Antony had no idea what to expect.
He had only just returned from the after-party of the Golden Sound Music Awards, the most prestigious music awards ceremony in S Country.
That night, he'd stood beneath blinding spotlights and delivered a passionate acceptance speech before the industry's most influential figures after winning Producer of the Year for his work on Karl Hanski's latest album.
The album had shattered records, dominated headlines, and broken the internet yet again.
Karl himself had walked away with seven awards that same night.
As for Antony?
He couldn't care less about gold-plated trophies.
As long as he could make music—and prove to his cold-blooded father and two insufferably entitled half-brothers that he could build a name for himself without the surname Kosonen carrying him—he was satisfied.
