Kenward walked around the car and immediately offered his arm. Callista accepted the arm with a sweet smile. The pair of delicate eyes looked around carefully. A restaurant that was very different from Kenward's restaurant that she had visited earlier in the day.
This restaurant was next to a river so the air was very cool and cold at the same time. The restaurant with the dominating gray color only displayed luxury. Like putting a gold-colored statue in the middle of the path to reach the main door of the restaurant. Callista who passed through it, was made to shudder in horror. This restaurant looks very dark because it is dominated by gray and creepy because of the many gold-colored statues and ornaments.
"Looks like the owner of this restaurant likes temples," Callista thought.
Callista's attention was distracted when she felt a gentle touch on her hand that hooked on Kenward's arm. Seeing Kenward's shady face made Callista throw a smile.
"I'm okay, Kenward."
After confirming Callista's condition, Kenward immediately stepped into the restaurant. It was true that the restaurant in front of him looked scary, but knew that many politicians and businessmen gathered in this restaurant to exchange information or do something more than that. This restaurant could also be called a gathering point.
A female employee came up to Kenward and Callista who had just stepped into the restaurant.
"Whose name is the table?"
"Meeting Clarke Company."
The receptionist who heard this hurriedly searched for information by moving her fingers agilely over the computer keyboard.
"Table number 19."
The female employee invited Kenward and Callista with a movement of her hand. "Follow me!" she said and walked straight ahead. Kenward and Callista followed the woman in silence.
Kenward stared at the man who would either be his coworker or his enemy. That would be determined today.
The female employee bowed her back and walked away. Kenward, who had found his desk, immediately pulled out the chair for Callista to sit in and seated himself there.
Callista tried to hide her nervousness by straightening her gaze without looking down. She would only embarrass Kenward if she acted in a way that did not reflect the partner that Kenward brought.
Why, shouldn't she have attended a meeting like this since she is the daughter of a conglomerate?
The answer was of course that she had attended similar meetings. But that time she attended it with her daddy. And her daddy's coworkers always discussed matchmaking at the end of the conversation. The meetings she had attended were always like that, which made her sick and annoyed. Fortunately, her daddy graciously rejected all the sudden proposals.
This went on from the time she was a child until she reached her teenage years. Sometimes her daddy would come to her once a month and invite her to a meeting with his coworkers. Of course, everything her daddy did was meaningful. He was introducing his successor to important people. But it was different in the past. As her relationship with her daddy grew looser, they interacted less and less.
A burly hand gently stroked his girl's delicate and tiny hand. Callista who got that treatment was immediately brought back to reality. She flashed a sweet smile to let Kenward know that she was fine.
Straightening his gaze forward, Kenward was immediately treated to an unpleasant sight. The man in front of him was staring intensely at his girl as if he wanted to devour her. His jaw hardened, but he had to hold it in.
The man flashed his professional smile. Seeing the empty glass of his future colleague, the man with the pot belly poured a ruby-colored drink into Kenward's and his partner's glasses. It was inappropriate to leave it empty.
Kenward took a small sip of the ruby-colored drink in his glass. His forehead furrowed slightly to examine the flavor of the drink. He brought the glass in his hand a little closer to his nose. He gently inhaled the enticing aroma.
"That is one of the drinks produced by the company I lead."
Kenward nodded his head in understanding. Indeed, the taste of the drink in his hand could be said to be decent. He who had owned a vineyard as his asset, naturally processed the produce of that garden as a drink. His drink instantly became the most sought-after drink by the conglomerates. They were very curious about the owner of the ruby-colored drink, but Kenward kept it a secret. He didn't want to create a forked image of himself.
"Still a long way to go to catch up with mine," Kenward mused.
Kenward tugged at one corner of his lips. It was nice to see a big barrel showing off its wealth. The man didn't even know exactly who his opponent would be. It was interesting to see.
"Can we start the meeting, Mr. Bavol?"
Feeling called, the man immediately looked away from Callista. "Ah, yes," replied the man still with the same smile. Since he was the one who proposed the cooperation first, he was the one who had to succeed in attracting the attention of this famous company.
"Alright, I'll get started. What is the reason for cooperating with my company and what benefits can I get from cooperating with your company?"
"I know about the many products that Kenward Company produces. And of course, you will need a company that specializes in advertising. My company that works in that field would like to propose a partnership to advertise your products."
Seeing no reaction from Kenward, the man with the beer belly panicked. "Don't misunderstand my words. I'm proposing to cooperate because I'm confident in my company. You must know that there is no advertising company better than mine in this country."
Kenward looked at the man before him with a flat face. Look at the haughty man who immediately became arrogant in their first meeting. Well, not surprising.
Kenward leaned his back against the head of the chair. He had already determined the outcome.
"So?"
"You can cut down on unnecessary capital because I will provide selected models who have been repeatedly sponsored and have a good name in the public."
It was a tempting offer at first glance. However, he was not going to cooperate with him. It was just a formal meeting he was going to attend, but he had received all the information about the other person a few days ago. The man who often raised his words and reneged on the responsibilities he had promised. And his mind didn't change after seeing it in person.
"Don't you think I could get that policy with any advertising company?"
The bloated man swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He couldn't fail!
"Of course. But the models under my company already have their place in cyberspace. Surely that popularity will only increase if they promote your products."
Kenward smiled slightly. What should have happened was that the company producing the product extended an invitation for cooperation to the company engaged in advertising. Well, of course, his company was an exception.
Brake!
Kenward, who had only taken a small sip of the drink, was immediately made to smash the glass on the table as soon as he saw the arrogant man again casting an indecent look at his girl. How dare he!
His hand moved to his coat pocket. He looked at the flat object that was shaking. Kenward turned to look at Callista and was answered with a nod by Callista. Kenward hurriedly rose to his feet because he could not reject the call carelessly.
"Please excuse me for a moment."
Although she permitted Kenward because the man looked a little distressed at the name of the caller. But in fact, she was desperately distracting herself so that she would not make eye contact with the man who was looking at her vulgarly.
"When am I going to get out of this unpleasant situation? Come back quickly, Kenward," Callista thought as she fiddled with the hem of her dress.
Mr. Bavol, who had not heeded Callista's gaze in the slightest, was now smiling. He was very happy with his future coworker who cared about him so much. Did he give this beautiful woman to him? Of course, he would accept it gladly.
Callista broke out in a cold sweat as Mr. Bavol suddenly rose to his feet and sat on the chair Kenward had occupied earlier. Callista, realizing his evil intentions, moved her chair away from the bulky man.
"You need not fear me, sweet girl. I have almost as much wealth as the company headed by the man next to you."
Callista spontaneously rose to her feet when Mr. Bavol's hand was about to embrace her shoulder.
"Please be professional. Don't ruin this meeting because of your actions!" Callista sarcastically glared.
Mr. Bavol, who received a rejection, became even more excited. "Don't keep refusing because it's not good. A pretty girl should be submissive, you know that right? I will fulfill all your needs until you feel overwhelmed with me." Mr. Bavol again moved his hand to grab Callista, but the girl nimbly avoided it.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. I will make you happy today. I will conquer you."
Callista shuddered in horror at the words that crossed the line. She had come here to accompany Kenward, nothing more and nothing less.
"Keep your hands off me if you don't want my partner whom you tried so hard to persuade to break your hand."
Mr. Bovel chuckled at Callista's threat. There was no way a man like Mr. Kenward would care if one girl among a thousand kneeling at his feet disappeared.
"Oh, are you Mr. Kenward's lover?" Mr. Bovel nodded in understanding. "Your tastes are very high."
Mr. Bovel straightened up. "Just so you know, in the world of business and politics we should not be so picky if it is profitable. I'm giving you advice as a senior in the business field. And don't worry, I'll give you high incomes and generous gifts every time you spend the night with me."
Callista wanted to spit out all her food right now. She heard the bragging of the cock that had been crowing all this time.
"I don't want your treasure because I already have my treasure storehouse," Callista's words were true. She did have a treasure storehouse in a hidden room in her mansion.
Mr. Bavol rose to his feet and immediately took a firm grip on Callista's wrist. He pulled her close to him.
"You don't have to be so arrogant because I know all women are materialistic!"
Callista was still trying to release the grip on her wrist. "Let go! I'm not a cheap woman who's only after possessions. Especially with an ugly guy like you!" Callista sarcastically said. She should have said that to make the bloated man in front of her realize her shortcomings. She was not a perfect human being whose every wish had to be fulfilled.
"You talk too much." Using his other hand, Mr. Bavol grabbed the bend of Callista's neck. The man tilted his face to greet Callista's lips with pleasure.
Something hard hit his cheek in a lightning-fast motion. Mr. Bavol was dumbfounded by his newly acquired slap. His hand on Callista's nape moved to cover her throbbing cheek.
Mr. Bavol shot him a glare. "How dare you bitch slap me! I gently persuaded you to spend just one night with me and you can go back to your lover's arms, but you're a bitch."
Mr. Bavol grabbed Callista roughly by the wrist and led her out of the restaurant through the back door. With every step, Callista tried to rebel. But her efforts were fruitless. The power difference between a man with his fat body and a girl with her slender body was so great that Callista could not resist.
"Let go! Please take your hands off me!"