Chapter 3

Camden had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life.

He sought to drive me away with this project, but I still secured it through impossible odds.

He seemed like he wanted to tear me apart with a murderous gaze.

However, he could not do that in front of everyone. So he forced a pained smile.

“Theo, good job! You’re so lucky.”

After that, he slammed the door of his office.

The company remained in a calm state in the next few days.

Camden did not antagonize me. He only stared at me with furious eyes every time he ran into me.

I ignored his immature actions and put all my focus and effort into Aurelia’s project.

I was having a video meeting with Aurelia’s team when Camden suddenly barged in.

“Theo, come out here.”

He sounded hostile. I frowned and apologized to the team over the video call before leaving the room.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Smith?”

“We’re moving offices next month. You know that, right?” His question came out of the blue.

I sneered inwardly.

Naturally, I knew. I was the one who got my assistant to put up that notice.

But I did not show any emotions on my face. “I’ve heard.”

“My mom wants you to find a new office for us. It can’t be in a poorer location, and it can’t be smaller than our current office. But the rent has to be cheaper.”

He crossed his arms after he said that. He looked at me mockingly and added, “Besides, the landlord of this building has a lot of rules. It’s good that we’re changing places. My mom wouldn’t have to worry over rent.”

He was trying to create problems for me.

It was hard to find a new place in the central business district.

Besides, he wanted cheaper rent.

He just wanted to see me fuss over this and fail. Then, he would be able to fire me.

“Got it,” I said indifferently.

“These words came directly from my mom. If you fail to deliver, don’t blame me for being ruthless,” he said mercilessly.

I ignored him and turned around to head back to the meeting room.

Camden stared at my back and sneered.

He thought that I would fall short.

However, he did not know that I owned a few buildings in this area.

If I wanted him to move, he would have to move.

If I wanted to lock him out, he would never get a good office space.

For the next few days, I came to work as usual. I did not mention a single word about finding a new office.

Camden could no longer bear it. He hounded me over the progress.

“Theo, how’s the progress? Don’t dilly-dally on this!”

“I’m on it.” That was my standard answer.

He finally lost patience.

One afternoon, he came to my desk and slammed some documents on my face.

“Are these the places you looked at? All these are weird, unwanted places! Are you asking us to move to a rural area?”

The papers cut my cheek. I immediately winced in pain.

I looked up at him coldly.

“Mr. Smith, I can’t rent a place in the central business district with your budget.”

“I don’t care! My mom has handed this task to you, so you have to do it! If you can’t do it, leave!” he yelled ruthlessly.

Everyone was silent.

I slowly picked up the papers one by one.

I looked at him and said slowly, “Mr. Smith, I think I need to clarify something.

“More than half of the best office buildings in this area belong to one person.

“And that person is infamously selective. He hates unprofessional, emotional, and rude tenants.”

Camden was stunned. He did not seem to understand what I was implying.

I smiled and took out my phone. Then, I gave my assistant, John Grant, a call.

I put the call on speaker.

“John, inform all the property managers of the central business district to black list Grand Media.”

John answered professionally and politely.

“Noted on that, Mr. Anderson.”

I paused and added.

“I don’t want to see this company in any of my properties.”

The office was dead silent.

“Mr… Mr. Anderson?”