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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman from

had once met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite

be such a kind of person. Oh

saying goes, don’t judge

Emmanuel

snort, Milani

luxurious as they had imagined,

could spark the lust

the female servers

silk stockings

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

be bared with just a

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

I wasn’t talking about

If it were not for business issues,

to speak

time, they

the man was seated in

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction, and

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the next second, the beauty in a black

A single glance at her astounded him

twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves.

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

sight of them both, he promptly flushed

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances

had come to

the mood to tease him for a bit,

with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One of

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights and a

figure out a way to

was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the

get bored with those legs for

the adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

of a server

entirely on

were different for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand

that she could earn at

willing to be a bit

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of