Theodore sat in his office, his gaze fixed on the muted TV hanging on the wall. The news channels were rolling clips and images of the Cullen anniversary event back-to-back. The reporters gushed ceaselessly with praise, admiration, and exclamations of how flawless the execution had been.
And all of it had one name attached - Aveline Laurent.
Did he have a hand behind the channels glorifying the Cullens and Aveline Laurent?
Yes.
But it was also to bring down Aveline Laurent. However, it wasn't happening yet, running his patience thin.
His phone buzzed on the desk. Without glancing at the caller ID, he snatched it up and placed it to his ear.
[Chairman Marston!] a joyful voice rang out, rich with satisfaction. It was the CEO of Cullens Architect.
