Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 157

Chapter 157: 157- Discussion Stage

Kate was more than happy today. She was not only given the charge to decide on the venue for the big event but also MSin management sent them in a car despite Nina asking them to arrange a van.

When she entered the hall, her heels were clicking against the slippery floor. Delinda, Shang Chi, and Peter followed her inside.

It was a grand hall, and the décor was just stunning.

“I don’t think we can find a better place than this,” she told the folks standing behind her, “I need to see if they are ready to change the décor color scheme.”

She looked up to see the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. “Gorgeous!” she heard Delinda behind her.

“Isn’t it?” Kate looked around at the elegant drapes adding class to the place.

A middle-aged man approached the group with a warm smile, “Good afternoon, Ms. Kate. I’m Jeremiah, the manager here. Please tell me. How can I assist you?”

Kate extended her hand for a firm handshake and returned his smile, “Good afternoon, Jeremiah. We are here to inspect the venue and discuss its availability for our special official event.”

“Oh, yes,” Jeremiah clasped his hands in excitement, “We have heard a lot about this event through media news,”

“Believe me. The media is telling you nothing, Jeremiah,” Kate leaned forward and gestured broadly with her hands, “It will be something larger than life and we are quite particular about space and ambiance.”

James nodded, signaling for them to follow him, “Sure, Ms. Kate. Allow me to give you a detailed tour and I’m here to answer any questions you might have in your mind.”

As they were walking through the hall, their eyes were busy observing the place. The natural light was streaming through the large windows.

“This is quite impressive,” Peter remarked.

Kate nodded and turned to Mr. Jeremiah, “What is the maximum capacity of a seated dinner here?”

The manager paused considering her question, “For a seated dinner, we can comfortably accommodate up to seven hundred guests. If you’re considering a standing event, we can easily handle around a thousand.”

Kate fished through her purse and took out her phone, maybe to jot down something, “What about the availability? Because we are planning for a nice cozy evening dinner but with a touch of formality.”

Jeremiah led the group to the corner of the hall where a detailed calendar was displayed on a tablet, “See. Before sending you the invitation, we made sure to keep it empty in the tentative dates.”

Kate made a note on the memo pad of her phone to talk to Marissa about the confirmation of dates.

“Mr. Jeremiah. Our guests might be a thousand but all of them will be VIPs. They are expected to bring their plus ones too. So, I don’t think this hall…” she trailed off with a shrug.

Mr. Jeremiah knew what she was going to say.

“Ms. Kate. We are the only ones in Kanderton who own multiple halls and can accommodate this many guests easily,” he said with a smile.

Kate glanced around, her brows furrowing slightly, “B… but you just said that the hall can hold only a thousand…”

Jeremiah’s smile widened as he motioned to a false wall, “There is another adjoining hall that can be opened for the guests. We can easily remove these false walls and combine the two halls.”

“Whoa!” she chuckled, “you have solved our problem, I guess.”

Mr. Jeremiah looked genuinely pleased about it.

Kate turned around and waved at Peter to come forward, “Hey, mural artist. Ask him where they can accommodate your art.”

She threw her arm around him when he came to stand beside her, “Mr. Jeremiah. Meet our mural artist. Peter. We will be needing false walls where he can display his art.”

Mr. Jeremiah thought for a moment and then pointed to a large space near the entrance, “He can start there, and then as an artist, if he would suggest some other spots, we can arrange that for him.”

Peter was planning to start his job on the false walls so that they could be mounted later on the venue, “Once our booking is confirmed, I might drop by to get the measurements.”

“We’ll be honored to help you, Mr. Peter,” Mr. Jeremiah placed his palm on his chest.

Kate nodded thoughtfully, scanning the place, “He is right Peter. The entrance will draw the most attention.”

Just as they were about to move to the next section of the hall, the double doors swung open, and Nina and Valerie stormed in.

Their faces showed irritation and frustration. Thankfully they were without their assistants.

“Kate!” Nina’s voice rang out, echoing through the hall. For a minute, Delinda wanted to cover her ears, “Why on earth, didn’t you wait for me before making these decisions?”

Valerie also decided to chime in, her tone was equally insulting, “You didn’t even wait for me and started the discussions!” she then turned to Mr. Jeremiah, “And you, mister. Who asked you to start talking business without our presence?”

Poor Mr. Jeremiah didn’t know what this was all about.

“I’m sorry ma’am!” he fixed his tie with a nervous smile, “May I know who you are?”

Nina frowned and then got closer to the man, “Seriously. When your clients visit you, don’t you do some homework on them? I’m Nina. Nina Sinclair. The President of MSin Industries is my son!”

The younger woman who was a blonde also got closer to Jeremiah, “And I’m his wife,” She said with a smirk.

Jeremiah gave a secret look to Kate who was just digging the tiled floor with the tip of her sandal. Jeremiah wanted to stop her.

He loved being the manager of this place and didn’t want a mark on the tiled floor. Especially when it just got polished for this visit.

“Ma’am. The email response, I received. It had Ms. Kate’s name on it. So officially I’ll be dealing with her.”

Kate at last quit harming the floor and moved her focus to Sinclair women, “Come on, Mrs. Sinclair and Mrs. Sinclair,” she rolled her eyes, “I didn’t finalize anything. Everything is just in the discussion stage. Gosh!”