Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 560

Chapter 560

“Where’s your personal bodyguard, Old Mr. Quillen?” Mr. Willy asked with a

half–smile when he saw Terence returning to the room alone.

“Haha, he had an upset stomach! Please forgive us for the inconvenience, Mr.

Willy!” Terence responded casually and returned to his seat..

“So, have you decided on the price?” Mr. Willy continued to inquire politely.

“Oh dear, I’m so sorry!” Terence apologized sincerely and explained, “I’ve

suddenly decided not to sell the Energy Diagram of Nine Palace because it is

still an unfinished product. I fear it may not have much commercial value for

you, and I don’t want you to incur losses.”

Before he could finish, Mr. Willy immediately smiled and replied, “You are

indeed sincere and trustworthy, but the Airspace Group has plenty of cash,

and we are not afraid of incurring losses.”

“That is unacceptable!” Then, Terence smiled and said, “I know your company

is one of the top international conglomerates, unlike Quillen Group, which is a

small and humble company. Even if you aren’t bothered by the prospect of

losing money, I can’t let you go through with it. Otherwise, it would tarnish the

reputation of my family.”

Mr. Willy smiled after hearing this and was silent for a while before he said,

“Thank you for considering our interests, Old Mr. Quillen. In that case, we must

also consider your interests, so let’s sign an agreement for this transaction

that prohibits either party from disclosing it to the public. This way, even if we

suffer significant losses, it will not harm the Quillen family’s reputation. What

do you think?”

“No way!” Terence immediately waved his hand and refused, “Even if you are

considerate of us, I cannot harm my business partners for such a negligible

gain. I will take the energy diagram back with me and continue developing it..

When it’s perfected in the future, I will contact you again. How about that?”

When Mr. Willy saw his refusal to sell, he withdrew his smile, and the two

bodyguards behind him itched to move.

Despite his outward composure, Terence was nervous on the inside. “Mr. Willy,

I’m truly sorry for wasting your time. How about this? I will compensate for

any losses incurred during this trip, so feel free to request any amount!”

On the other hand, the two bodyguards had their hands behind their backs

as if waiting for Mr. Willy to give the order to act.

Nonetheless, Mr. Willy did not act against Terence; instead, he smiled and

said, “You’re being too serious! Even if a deal doesn’t work out, we’re still

friends. Next time you decide to sell, you can always contact us!”

“Definitely!” Terence grinned at him, feeling a sense of relief.

The Airspace Group was a powerful and mysterious conglomerate with its

headquarters abroad. When Tony led his team to design the Energy Diagram

of Nine Palace years ago, they expressed a strong interest in purchasing it.

However, the Quillen family was not in financial straits then, so regardless of

how generous the offer was, they refused to sell.

On the other hand, Terence’s refusal to sell the energy diagram was primarily

motivated by his awareness of its enormous commercial value. In addition,

he knew this energy diagram, with the proper investment in research and

development, could produce a revolutionary new energy product that would

outperform all other energy options currently on the market. Consequently, it

would be a game–changing invention capable of causing global upheavals.

After all, energy was a key resource in shaping the global landscape!

With these considerations in mind, the Quillen family decided to keep the

energy diagram and a partially completed product developed by Tony to

themselves. Moreover, Terence would never have considered selling the

energy diagram if it hadn’t been for the joint pressure from the Verkade and

Lenoir families that pushed them to a dead end. Now that the crisis had been

averted, he naturally desired to withdraw the item for his own sake.

“I shall excuse myself, Mr. Willy!”

“Please go ahead.” Mr. Willy waved his hands generously in return.