Chapter 27


    After Matthew put on his spectacles again, he realized that the young man who had suddenly barged


    into the conference room was known as “Mr. Campbell” by Craig.


    He was so stunned that he nearly fell off the chair.


    He''s the big shot that even Craig has to kneel and bow before him. What kind of power does he have


    to make people with a rebellious character like Craig submit to him?


    The boss of Gxy Media, Matthew, didn''t dare to think further.


    When he saw the actions of Gary from the project management department, Matthew''s heart nearly


    leaped out of his throat.


    He hurriedly stumbled forward to stop Gary.


    The scene of Craig hitting his head against the ground to the extent that there was blood all over the


    day before was still fresh in Matthew''s head.


    Matthew always stuttered when he was overwhelmed with emotions.


    The boss'' old habit is acting up again. Many people, including Gary, thought Harold''s sudden intrusion


    had angered Matthew when they saw thetter stumbling over.


    Gary hurriedly greeted Matthew with a huge smile and said, “This guy is not only barbaric and violent,


    but something is wrong with his brain as well, Mr. White. I''ll get someone to kick him out immediately.”


    The moment Gary finished speaking, Matthewnded a harsh p on his face without hesitation.


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    Pow! The sound of the p reverberated across the conference room.


    As Matthew had pped Gary hard across his face, thetter''s face swelled up at a speed that was


    visible to the naked eye, just like a balloon.


    The entire conference room went silent.


    “A-Are you insane to chase him out? All of you, g-get out of the conference room now!” Matthew


    stammered again as he yelled at Gary, Steven Quinn, who was the manager, and the others in the


    conference room.


    Except for Harold, everyone else was kicked out of the conference room.


    The fact that Matthew could turn Gxy Media into one of the top threepanies within Dellmoor''s


    advertising industry showed that he was a formidable person.


    I''m sure there''s a reason behind Mr. Campbell''s decision to act as an ordinary employee in my small


    company.


    At the thought of that, Matthew didn''t dare to expose Harold''s identity in front of many people.


    Furthermore, he would be doomed if he ruined Harold''s ns.


    Matthew stuttered, “Mr. C-Campbell, it''s my f-fault for being blind. I wasn''t a-aware of your identity


    before, so...”


    Matthew had wanted to exin the situation to Harold. However, he was so nervous that his habit of


    stammering became more serious. Thus, Matthew couldn''tplete his sentence even after a long


    while.


    Upon seeing that Matthew was having difficulties finishing his words, Harold interrupted and asked in


    confusion, “Hold on! Stop! How did you know about my identity?”


    “Yesterday, I saw you outside P-Paradise Hotel and was fortunate to c-catch a glimpse of your power,”


    Matthew responded.


    Afterpleting his sentence, his sses were drenched with sweat dripping from his forehead.


    “I see. Don''t talk anymore. It''s pretty tiring to hear you speak. Instead, let me do the talking. I''m working


    in yourpany because I wish to keep a low profile. Do not reveal my identity to anyone,


    understand?” Haroldmanded.


    Afraid that Matthew would question why Harold had chosen to keep his identity hidden while working


    there for the past few years, Harold randomly provided a simple reason in advance to shut Matthew''s


    mouth.


    Harold knew that his boss had the habit of stuttering. However, he didn''t expect Matthew''s condition to


    worsen.


    “Understood, Mr. Campbell!” Matthew hurriedly replied. After responding, Matthew wanted to take a sip


    of his drink to ease the nervousness in his heart.


    As Matthew was nervous, the cup slipped out of his hands and dropped onto the ground. The coffee in


    the cup stained his clothes.


    He immediately bent down to pick the cup from the ground, only to obtain a bruise on his forehead


    when he identally banged his head against the table.


    Upon sensing Matthew''s anxiety, Harold exined, “You don''t have to be nervous. It''s not like I''ll eat


    you alive. The problem this time is Mr. Gibson is firing me for no reason...”