Surprisingly, the editor-in-chief kept him.
Had he learned something?
Mr. Lowe looked sickly when he thought about that.
When the editor-in-chief wanted to send someone to check the footage, Mr. Lowe suddenly blurted, “l-If
it’s just a misunderstanding, let’s just let it go.”
The staff next to him looked at each other, noticing that something was off.
Hector looked at him. “Why don’t we check the cameras? I was arrested because of you, and I was
framed. We need the surveillance videos to clear my name.”
“You!” Mr. Lowe’s eyes burned with anger while he clenched his jaw. “I apologize for blaming you.”
Hector smiled. “Alright, there’s no need to check the footage if you think it’s a misunderstanding too.”
After the meeting, Mr. Lowe caught up with Hector and pulled him into a safe corridor He grabbed Hector
by the collar angrily. “Did you tell the editor-in-chief?” Hector looked calm. “What was I supposed to tell
him?”
His smile triggered Mr. Lowe, who glared at him furiously. “Stop pretending. Why would the editor-in-chief
protect a newbie like you if you hadn’t told him anything?’
Hector shrugged. “How would I know? You framed me for the watch, and I haven’t even told him that.”
Mr. Lowe pointed at his nose. “You know what I’m talking about. I’m warning you, if you want to continue
working here, it’s best to watch what you say, or I’ll make it hard for you to stay.”
Mr. Lowe loosened his tie and walked away.
Hector calmly took his phone out of his pocket and sent the surveillance footage to the group chat.
Maisie had said that if Mr. Lowe sincerely apologized and didn’t cause a scene, he would owe him one,
and it would be easier to work with that in the future. However, if he was still arrogant and wouldn’t admit
to his mistakes, then Hector should expose the video that he wouldn’t want others to see so that people
know
that Vanderbilts were not to be bullied.
When the video was posted in the group chat, everyone checked their phones and started talking about
it.
Hector sent the message as ‘Mr, Lowe’ and included a smiley face. (Mr. Lowe cracked a joke with me.
I’m showing it to you.)
“Hector Vanderbilt!” Mr. Lowe rushed over furiously when he saw the video.
Hector was waiting in his office, and there were other colleagues there.
He stood up smiling and calmly said, “Yes, Mr. Lowe.” The other staff quietly observed Mr. Lowe’s
explosive anger. Based on the video, they understood what was going on, and Mr. Lowe’s anger just
explained the rest.
“That’s why he wouldn’t want people to check the video.” “Mr. Lowe worked here for a decade before he
was promoted. He wasn’t going to be okay now that the editor-in-chief suddenly had his focus on a new
guy.”
“Honestly, Hector is something. He got Mr. Lowe into trouble soon after joining.”
The whispering fell into Mr. Lowe’s ears. He was a senior and someone close to the editor-in-chief, but
he wasn’t happy now that he had lost his reputation.
Mr. Lowe gnashed his teeth. “Hector, follow me.”
Hector walked out with him.
Mr. Lowe grabbed his shirt and pushed him against the wall in the corridor. The vein in his neck was
bursting, and his face contorted. “You’re playing me like this!?’
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