"Honey, where''s my darling grandson?" Theo asked, his voice sharp.


    Frankie sat on the sofa, clearly miffed about Theo''ste return. "Do you even remember you have a grandson? He sat here, bored stiff, trying to keep an olddy like me entertained, and then stormed off," she grumbled. Theo felt a little guilty. "That rascal didn''t even wait for me."


    With a cheerful tone, he tried to smooth things over. "Come on, don''t be mad. I got caught up with some work stuff. Promise it won''t happen again."


    Frankie gave Cameron a once-over. He was, after all, the son of an old family friend. She smiled politely. "Cameron, make yourself at home."


    As Cameron settled onto the sofa, the maid swiftly brought over some fine coffee. Sipping it, Cameron rxed. With such a warm wee, he was optimistic Frankie wouldn''t turn down his request. Cameron jumped right in. "Ma''am, I''m here to see if I can lease the McCoy family''smercial building in the Capital''s prime area. Could you give me that chance?"


    Frankie kept her cool, but inside, she felt relieved. ''Thank goodness Nathalie came to me first. If I''d promised it to Dawson International, Nathan would be so let down.''


    Unaware of Frankie''s inner thoughts, Theo chimed in, "Cameron, your dad and I go way back, and we''ve seen you grow up. Just for that bond, don''t worry, we''ll grant your request..."


    Theo was cut off by Frankie''s sharp tone. "Honey, I''ve already promised the building to someone else."


    Cameron''s smile faltered slightly.


    Theo was taken aback, "Frankie, you can''t be serious. Didn''t we say we''d save this opportunity for Cameron?"Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    She handed him a portfolio. "Take a look at this girl''s work. It''s impressive."


    Theo didn''t even nce at it, tossing it onto the coffee table, feeling a bit ashamed. "Honey, our family''s building is in a prime spot. Any business would thrive there. Why not rent it to Cameron?"


    Coming from a military background, Theo was a man of his word and wasn''t about to back down. "Frankie, we promised Mr. Dawson..."


    Frankie sighed, picking up the portfolio again. "Theo, Nathan rmended this."


    Theo was quite puzzled. "Isn''t Nathan into smart robots? When did he switch gears?"


    She whispered, "This portfolio''s from a youngdy. Your grandson is quite fond of her. She might just be your future granddaughter-inw." Theo was taken aback. ''How did that quiet kid figure things out so early?''


    Once he gathered his thoughts, Theo eagerly grabbed the portfolio. Although he wasn''t exactly fashion-savvy, he nodded in approval. "Not bad at all. My


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    Then, feeling a bit sheepish, he turned to Cameron. "Mr. Dawson, I''d love to work with you. But you know, my grandson''s my pride and joy, and it''s the first time he''s ever asked me for something. Familyes first, sot can''t help you out this time. Sorry about that."