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.

the name of the craftsman from Cloud

during the meeting previously.

be

such a kind of person. Oh

goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

and could spark the

the female servers had stunning figures and

stockings

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt of their

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

wasn’t talking about you

not for business issues, he

want to speak with

no time,

was seated in a

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the beauty in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at her

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

crystalline eyes sparkled like

had never seen

was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

both, he promptly flushed

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had come

in the mood to tease

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the

is missing. There are

a way to settle

was about to respond, his

in the

with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

a university

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview,

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

server was pitifully low,

entirely on their sales of

different for a

up his

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

to be a bit more open,

lucky to catch the fancy