An Influencer Stole My VIP Seat

I passed the phone to Theo.

Theo took my phone with a suspicious look on his face. But when he heard the voice over the phone, his expression immediately changed.

“Ms… Ms. Smith? Why… why are you…”

His posture immediately shrank as cold sweat broke on his forehead.

“Theo! Do you know who you are offending? That’s our most respectable VIP! How many times do I have to tell you that no one can touch the middle seat in the first row? Are you treating my word like it’s nothing?”

Theo’s legs started shaking.

“Ms. Smith, I… I didn’t know! I just thought he was…”

“What were you thinking? What are your eyes for? Let me tell you, if Mr. Thatcher is dissatisfied, you can kiss your career goodbye! Apologize to him now!”

The very next second, Lily promptly hung, leaving Theo to hold my phone while staring at me in fear. The people around us hadn’t even needed to hear the phone conversation to appear shocked. They could easily judge Theo’s expression and make the conclusion that I was far from being a ‘nobody’.

Henry’s smile froze on his face, and disbelief filled his eyes.

Theo returned my phone to me with shaky hands. Then, he dropped to his knees.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Thatcher! It’s my fault for not recognizing you! I should be damned! Please, I know you’re a kind person. I beg you to forgive me just for this once!”

I ignored him and kept staring at Henry coldly.

“So? Do you still think that this seat doesn’t belong to me?”

The man’s face could not grow any paler. He had not expected that such a seemingly ordinary man like me could terrify a director with just a phone call. However, because of his connections to Reid Corporation, he remained unwilling to admit his mistake.

“So what if the president saved a seat for you? Reid Corporation is the biggest sponsor of this event! Offending us put the Innovating Design Competition at risk of not running ever again!”

I was not the true target of this remark. It was Theo that Henry wanted to intimidate. It worked. Theo immediately became conflicted.

On one side, there was his superior’s orders; on the other side, there the whim of an important sponsor.

Suddenly, a haughty voice spoke.

“Hey, why is it so crowded here? Who’s bullying the Reid family?”

The crowd parted, and a young woman dressed in couture walked over with a group of bodyguards surrounding her.

It was the daughter of Reid Corporation, Sammy.

Henry saw her as his lifesaver. He rushed over to her wearing a pitiful expression and even clung to her arm to complain. “You’re finally here, Ms. Reid! Not only did this man snatch my seat, he’s also getting Mr. Anderson to bully me!”

Sammy patted his hand in comfort. Then, she looked at me.

“You’re the one?” She said mockingly. “You’re wearing such cheap clothes! How dare you come here and make a scene? Where did you find the guts to do so?”

I suppressed my anger and replied coldly, “The organizer has saved this seat for me as a judge.”

“A judge?” Sammy snorted. “You? A judge? Do you know what fashion is? Do you know where I got my dress? Do you know that Henry is wearing a limited-edition watch?”

She pointed at me and said to the crowd, “Let me tell you, Henry is definitely taking this seat today because I said so!”