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Zeke said, “I'm telling you now that Sheldon won't sign the tenancy agreement with you.”
Brodie rebuked, “Bullsh**! Mr. Guerrero and I have already reached an agreement. All that was left was signing the
physical contract. Are you saying Mr. Guerrero has changed his mind? Shut your d*mn mouth!”
“Don't believe me? We'll see then,” Zeke challenged with an arched brow.
“Why don't you call Sheldon here, and we'll talk it out.”
“Sure, I'll call him now,” Brodie huffed.
“If Mr. Guerrero signs the agreement today, I'll be punching you in the face.”
Zeke didn't feel threatened at all. “What if he doesn't sign it?”
“I'll slap my own face. How about that?” Brodie suggested.
“I'm not interested in inflicting harm and violence. Let's do this instead. If Sheldon doesn't sign the tenancy
agreement with you, you'll have to lease the building to us for free.”
“Fine, deal. If that's the case, I'll change the bet. If Mr. Guerrero decides to lease my building, you'll have to pay one
year's worth of rent.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Deal!” Zeke agreed.
Brodie pulled out his phone and dialed Sheldon's number.
“Hi, Mr. Guerrero. Are you free for a quick chat?”
“I'm right downstairs at your hotel lobby at the moment. Can I meet with you here for a while?
“To tell you the truth. It's kind of inconvenient for me to head upstairs, so I'll need a favor from you to come down
instead. I apologize for the trouble.
“Okay, great. I'll wait for you here.
Hanging up the phone, Brodie shot Zeke an arrogant look. “Mr. Guerrero is on his way. You'd better prepare 1.2
million.”
“It's still early to say who's the winner,” Zeke retorted.
“You just don't know when to give up, do you? Fine! You'll regret it later.”
Before long, the elevator's doors at the lobby slid open, revealing Sheldon.
An ominous feeling tightened his gut the moment he saw Zeke. “Why are you still here?”
Brodie explained hurriedly, “Ignore him, Mr. Guerrero. He had probably never seen such a luxurious hotel before,
so he was here to enjoy the lavish decorations.
“Let's sign the tenancy contract now that you're here, Mr. Guerrero.”
Sheldon replied, “Sure. I'll request my secretary to draw up a contract immediately.”
Brodie stopped him. “There's no need, Mr. Guerrero. I've already drawn one up myself. Please have a look.”
Sheldon muttered an indifferent acknowledgment as he reached for the contract.
His mind was trying to conjure a suitable excuse to reject Brodie.
He had initially planned to lease Brodie's building as a command center for Project Mitxel.
Yet, he didn't have Project Mitxel in his hands at that point. Thus it would be difficult to come up with an explanation
for his father if he leased the building.
Even though Sheldon was the legal representative of the company, he was just a puppet on strings. The one who
made all the calls was still his father.
If there were one million and two hundred thousand missing from the books, he would have to use his own money
to cover the loss.
That figure was equivalent to two months' worth of his expenses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf I don't sign the contract, I'll look like a joke to Zeke.
His mind continued to churn, and he soon came up with a plan.
“Mr. Turner, are you telling me that the run-down building of yours costs more than one million per year?
“Even though the Mitxel Group can afford it, that doesn't mean you can raise the cost at your will.”
Brodie began to panic at his words, so he quickly explained, “Mr. Guerrero, we discussed this before and decided to
call it at one million and two hundred thousand. If my memory serves me right, you were the one who suggested
the amount, not me.
“You can't go back on your word now.”
Sheldon was cussing Brodie in his mind.
This idiot has no common sense. Can't he see what I'm trying to do? I'm trying to send Zeke away for a private
discussion. I intentionally phrased it that way so that he could suggest renegotiating the cost. How can he blurt it
out in the open? Aren't negotiations usually done in a private setting?
However, Brodie's words had destroyed his plan.
With an impassive expression, Sheldon said, “Right, it seemed my memory failed me.
“I was in a hurry to come down, so I didn't bring a pen. Let's sign the contract in my office.”
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