Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe -
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 559
Chapter 559
In the evening, Mackenzie took a break from her meetings at Terence Group
to check the urgent texts she received from Beatrix and Lexi.
“Meeting adjourned!” She abruptly ended the meeting and hurried back to
her office to call Terence. Why isn’t Grandpa answering his phone?
Contrarily, he was sitting in a large, brilliantly lit room that dazzled with light.
Sitting across the table from him was a middle–aged man with a cigar in his
mouth. The man was lavishly dressed, his hair slicked back, and flanked by
two burly bodyguards. “I’m so glad you invited me out, Old Mr. Quillen!”
Although the middle–aged man looked quite haughty, his tone was pleasant
and courteous. “Let’s keep things short. As long as you’re willing to sell that to
us, you can name any price you desire. I won’t even attempt to haggle!”
Terence had seen this coming, but the other party’s attitude only served to
heighten his uncertainty regarding the price that should be set. He felt that
no matter how much he requested, he would eventually regret it.
Nonetheless, he kept silent for a long time, and the other party did not try to
rush him. The middle–aged man seemed fine with letting him mull the
decision over for as long as necessary.
Then, Alfred seized this chance to bend down and whispered, “Old Mr. Quillen,
Ms. Mackenzie has called multiple times. Why not speak with her first before
making a decision?”
Terence was startled for a moment before he smiled and said, “I do
apologize, Mr. Willy, but I have an urgent matter to attend to. Shall we
continue our discussion a little later?”
After hearing this, the middle–aged man gestured for him to go ahead.
After that, Terence immediately got up and left the room. He went out to the
lawn and confirmed that there were neither prying eyes nor cameras around
before he instructed Alfred to call Mackenzie.
“Grandpa!”
“What is it, Mackenzie?” Terence asked apprehensively. He had been in
business for decades, and it had been eons since he had felt this way. On the
other hand, he didn’t want to sell off his late son’s brainchild, but he also
didn’t wish the Quillen family to lose everything they had. He couldn’t have his
cake and eat it too, and he was afraid of making the wrong decision!
“Emmanuel is back in Yeringham, Grandpa, and according to our sources, he
managed to save Claudette!”
“What?! Is that true?!” He had always been a calm and reserved man, but this
news gave him so much joy that he lit up like a child. Then, he immediately
guffawed and said, “Excellent! Excellent! This means General Lenoir has no
valid reason to continue challenging us in business, right?”
“Indeed, this means that the company’s financial situation is not as dire at
the moment. You don’t need to do anything yet, Grandpa!” Mackenzie found
out what Terence was about to do, but she didn’t say it explicitly.
“Alright! I got it!” He was relieved and also fairly emotional. “I chose the right
person to be my grandson–in–law! How about it, Mackenzie? I have a good
eye, don’t I?”
However, she had a strange feeling in her heart upon hearing this. Is this
what embarrassment feels like? “If there’s nothing else, Grandpa, I’ll hang up
now!”
“Haha! Okay! Go home and tell Emmanuel to come over to the Quillen
residence immediately! It’s going to be New Year soon.” Terence finished off
with another chuckle, and Mackenzie ended the call. Hahaha. Mackenzie has
a shy side to her, after all!
Though ecstatic, he didn’t forget what needed to be done. After that, he
immediately instructed Alfred, “Arrange for people to take the Energy
Diagram of Nine Palace away first. I’ll go back in there and talk to Mr. Willy!”
Alfred got the message, and he could tell that Terence was worried the other
party would try to take the energy diagram by force if the deal wasn’t going
to happen, so he nodded at once and went off to get it done.
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