Page 76 of My Ruthless Neighbor

His mocha skin is covered in sweat.

“She threatened to sue you for ruining her life.”

“Yeah? Well, she could try.” I say dryly.

From the file Ettinger sent me on Meagan, I discovered that she is having an affair with her bodyguard.

Not only that, Ettinger found bank transactions between her and her bodyguard. She wired millions of funds to his account.

The funds were then later used for insider trading. An illegal practice that would earn the bratty heiress and her bodyguard boyfriend years in prison.

I could have released the evidence to the press and her life would be actually ruined. All I did was email them to her parents.

Her “best daughter in the world” image is shattered. The power she so often flaunted to look down on others is no longer in her possession.

The best revenge. I could have caused more lasting damage but I didn’t do it. She should be grateful.

“The next time she calls, just tell her that the email I sent to her parents could be forwarded to the LAPD if she continues to call.”

Chad’s eyes widen. “O-kay.”

I turn to move but halt again when his stomach growls. “Head to the seventh floor while I am in the meeting.”

I specifically built the seventh floor of this building for them. It has a gym if you want to work out, a yoga corner, a library, sleeping pods if you want a power nap, and a big cafeteria providing a variety of food.

I aim for both customer as well as staff satisfaction.

These facilities are made available so my employees could head over to that floor whenever they feel stressed, hungry, or tired.

I expect one hundred percent dedication. Improved well-being of employees leads to enhanced productivity.

We are a family. We look after each other here.

His face lights up but he hesitates. “I can’t. I have to send these—”

“Chad,” I interrupt. “Those can wait. Do what I say. I don’t like repeating myself.”

Chad breaks into a beaming smile. “Thank you, Archer.”

I nod and continue toward the meeting room.

As soon as I enter the meeting room, everyone stops talking. Pin-drop silence.

I didn’t bother righting my tie or shrugging on my jacket. This is probably the first time they have seen me disheveled. And they are worried.

The deal fell through. And they think it’s affecting me.

It is. But not in the way they are thinking. I feel challenged. And that has ignited a fire in me.

Until now, I let them fight on their own. Now it’s time for their leader to step up.

Putting my hands in my pockets, I stop at the center of the room and scan the long faces of the creative team. Raleigh and Hannah stand at the corner, unlike others, they are at ease because of our conversation earlier.

“I started this agency alone. Had to struggle for investors to give me a chance alone.” I look at each one of them. “Like any regular person, I had doubts and negative thoughts after getting rejected all the time.”

I turn around slowly, watching them watch my every move. “But I didn’t let it overwhelm me. I changed my mindset. I began thinking to myself… ‘They are refusing to help me because they can’t see my future. My vision. They couldn’t see how big the brand KIM Advertising is going to become, but I could.’”

I reach up and tap my temple. “In here, the picture was clear. I felt sorry for the people who denied helping me because I knew one day, they would regret it. It was for the best.” I look each one of them in the eye. “I am a self-made man. And it all happened because I didn’t give up.”

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