"Honey, where's my darling grandson?" Theo asked, his voice sharp.
Frankie sat on the sofa, clearly miffed about Theo's late return. "Do you even remember you have a grandson? He sat here, bored stiff, trying to keep an old lady 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 relaxed. With such a warm welcome, 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's commercial 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."
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