Chapter 32
Emmanuel did not care about what others thought and towed Milani away from the restaurant. Mom, let's go too."
Once Roselynn towed the baffled Alessandra away
from the restaurant, the Zimmermans were the only
ones left, cringing in silence.
They shared looks with each other, not knowing what
to say.
"L–Let go of me!"
Milani only snapped back to her senses after getting
into the car, and she flung Emmanuel's hand away.
Hmph! Is he trying to take advantage of me?
Emmanuel was too preoccupied with his fury to
entertain thoughts like those. "Why didn't you come to
me for another blueprint when the original was ruined?
Must you foolishly draw another yourself?"
Milani did not dare to speak, but she was cold with
wrath too.
"It wouldn't be an issue if you were actually skilled
enough to do it, but you're not. I'd like to see what final
product you're going to hand over to them tomorrow
after making a mistake with the logo!"
Milani hung her head low as Emmanuel berated her,
but at the same time, she was biting her lower lip hard.
Assh*le! Go on, keep up with the arrogant act! Keep
scolding me! Once this is over, I'm going to settle the
score with you!
A while later, Emmanuel stopped, not seeing the point
in chiding her anymore, and turned to look out the
window.
It was only when both fell silent did the taxi driver
finally teased, "I saw you holding hands while getting
into the car earlier, so I thought you were a couple. The
two of you make a perfect pair."
The driver's words only worsened the awkward
atmosphere.
The second Emmanuel and Milani glanced at each
other, they whipped their heads away to avert their
gazes.
"I'm not his darn partner. He was my blind date, but
there's no way I'd want someone like him!" Milani
snapped, finally having a spot to vent her anger.
Emmanuel was equally furious at that moment. He
snarled, "I already have a wife, and she's a thousand
times better than you!"
Those were not only words meant to spite Milani. While
Mackenzie was not the friendliest person around, she
was certainly far more reliable than Milani.
Besides, Milani would still lose to her in terms of
appearance, demeanor, and wealth.
"Ha! You're good at brainwashing yourself, aren't you?
You talk about having a wife all the time, so why don't
you take out her photo and let me have a look at her!"
Milani yelled. "Let's have the taxi driver tell us who's
prettier."
"Yes, yes!" The driver was more than happy to play the
role of a judge.
Since he already considered Milani a gorgeous
woman, he couldn't help but wonder how attractive
Emmanuel's wife could be.
"I'm not in the mood to argue with you."
Emmanuel was still not going to show Milani a photo of
Mackenzie.
First of all, he did not actually have a photo of her with
him.
Secondly, Mackenzie would certainly be upset to hear
about the incident.
"Ha! Funny. Stop fantasizing about how you have a wife
from now on, or else you will need to check yourself
into a psychiatric ward soon!" Milani mocked.
The taxi soon reached its destination, and a glare from
Emmanuel made Milani clamp her mouth shut.
Milani had no choice but to bow to Emmanuel at work.
"Hurry up and find out what the finalized product looks
like. You have to find a way to fix it even if it means
staying up all night," Emmanuel warned.
Milani could not read his mind. She thought he was
anxious about the commission and was taking the
opportunity to berate her. She frowned and gave him a
look of disdain.
Once Emmanuel finally had the chance to look at the
logo, he compared it with the original blueprint and
realized that a line was missing from the original four
lines.
It was not a major mistake, but it could be blown up.
The three lines were a popular brand symbol, and if
they were to go along with the mistake, they would risk
getting sued for plagiarism.
However, the final product was huge and made out of
marble. It was close to impossible to fix the mistake,
and if they were to redo the product, the product
would not be ready in time for the ribbon–cutting
ceremony of the project.
"Hey, what do we do now?" Panic swamped Milani, for the matter was inextricably
linked to her bonus and career.
"Shut up!" Emmanuel roared, finding her irritating to
the core.
Milani's face went as black as thunder. Argh! How I wish
to call him out for a duel!
"Contact the craftsman. I want to talk to him!"
Emmanuel ordered.
Milani deliberately kept silent.
"What's the meaning of this, Milani? Do you want
Terence Group to reject the product and have Cloud
Construction suffer hundreds of millions in losses?"
Emmanuel barked.
ミ
It was only then that Milani retorted furiously, "You
were the one who told me to shut up, Mr. Lowe! Isn't it
rather unreasonable that you want me to speak now?"
"You want to play games with me, huh?"
A frown marred Emmanuel's countenance.
Intimidated, Milani relented and hastily huffed with at
pout, "Wait a moment. I'll make the call right away."
What a detestable loser! All he knows is to throw his
weight around! Hmph!
Shortly after, Milani put down the phone and reported,
"The craftsman is now at a bar. He has no time to
make a trip over, saying that we can seek him out if we
want to talk to him."
"Hurry up, then! Bring me over posthaste!" Emmanuel
instructed coldly.
Unlike them, a craftsman merely followed the design
drawing. If they submitted the wrong design and the
product turned out wrong, he would not be held
responsible.
It was after working hours then. He had no obligation
to entertain any requests to return to work. Since they
were the ones who wanted to talk to him, they had no
choice but to seek him out.
Milani was fit to be tied. Nonetheless, she could only
swallow her anger for the sake of the three hundred
thousand in commission and her position as
supervisor.
Right then, it was already ten o'clock at night.
Mackenzie arrived home, only to find the house in
pitch–darkness. Surprisingly, Emmanuel had not
returned.
At that precise moment, Beatrix phoned her.
As a problem had transpired with the project, but she
and Lexi could not come up with a solution after
racking their brains for a long time, she had no other
recourse but to come clean with Mackenzie earlier
despite the possibility of a scolding.
"What's going on? How could there be such a
mistake?"
Sure enough, her temper spiked after she learned
about the matter.
I personally handed the design drawing of the logo to
Emmanuel, planning to have Beatrix arrange a higher
position for him and give him an increment after the
project concluded flawlessly. Never had I expected him
to be so useless!
"This is Cloud Construction's problem, Mackenzie. After
we handed them the design drawing, the logo was
delivered to the project site upon completion, and we
discovered the mistake immediately! Emmanuel has
already told me about it a while ago. He's now seeking
out Cloud Construction to resolve the issue," Beatrix
hurriedly explained.
It was not that she wanted to shirk responsibility, but
she was afraid that Mackenzie would put the blame on
Emmanuel, adversely affecting their marital
relationship.
Although she had bet that Emmanuel would not be
able to last until the new year, she was not the kind of
person to resort to trickery.
"Got it," Mackenzie replied frostily before hanging up
the phone.
Beatrix was very much surprised that Mackenzie did
not lecture her at length. Hmm, it looks like she has
really changed after getting married despite her
perfectionist nature!
In truth, Mackenzie did not admonish Beatrix because
she had something far more important to do.
For some inexplicable reason, she wanted to chastise
the dumb Emmanuel more than lecturing her cousin.
If he'd gone to the factory to check on things during the production of the logo, he wouldn't be in such a
passive position right now!
It went without saying that the man could not possibly
have gone to such lengths as this was only his side job.
However, she felt differently.
After all, her principle in doing things was to ensure
everything was comprehensive and perfect.