Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 66

Mackenzie gave Emmanuel a call, only to discover that his phone was

turned off.

“Sure enough, he’s an idiot! He doesn’t even realize that his phone has

died!”

Unadulterated anxiety gripped her.

The project was exceedingly important, and their competitor, Verkade

Group, had set their sights on it.

If that project were to succeed, Terence Group would be nabbing a huge

contract worth a billion from Verkade Group in the next year.

For that reason, Verkade Group were determined to see them fail.

Perhaps Samuel and his men had even been incited to make trouble for

Terence Group back then. Unfortunately for them, Terence Group had

managed to resolve the problem.

Mackenzie and Terence Group were currently on their guard against

Verkade Group in everything. Hence, the latter could not do anything to

sabotage things.

While the mistaken logo would not affect any operations, Mackenzie was

worried that Verkade Group would use it as a pretext to attack Terence

Group and make clients lose confidence in the company.

As far as she knew, Verkade Group’s CEO, Gautier Verkade, was a piece of

trash who did not mind using all sorts of despicable means. Thus, the

matter could never be allowed to get to his knowledge. Otherwise, he

would definitely seize the opportunity to make a mountain out of a

molehill.

At worst, we’ll do away with the strategic warehouse’s logo unveiling on

the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

She was presently frantic to look for Emmanuel because she feared that

he would make a huge deal out of the matter resulting in it becoming

public knowledge. By then, it would be difficult for her to deal with the fallout.

Meanwhile, Emmanuel and Milani had arrived at the bar.

As soon as they lifted their eyes, they were greeted by the words “Pink

Zone” on a big neon signboard. It was incredibly eye-catching.

The bar was filled with suggestive and risqué undertones. Besides, its

business was flourishing.

“Hmph! Yoel, that b*stard, is pretty good at picking a place to relax!” Milani

could not help scoffing.

name of

during the meeting previously. He

be quite an honest

such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as

could spark the

the female servers had stunning figures

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

went doubly true for the

with just

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

were not

to speak with

no time, they found

man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction, and

their presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

second, the beauty in a

at her astounded him

early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

sparkled like stars in the night

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel

of them both,

the bar to

server had come to

was not in the mood to tease him for

that with the man. Instead, he cut

is missing. There are still

out a way to settle

to respond, his

in the

with

booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess. She

up his

her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the