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 the

had once met him during the meeting

and appeared to be

person. Oh well, it’s

the saying goes, don’t judge

lead, Emmanuel

snort,

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the lust

servers had stunning figures

silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

would be bared with just a tilt of

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

I wasn’t talking about you

not for business

to speak

no time, they

seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

when they had walked up

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

turns out that he’s

second, the beauty in a black and white maid

at her

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin, and she

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

her alluring curves.

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

the sight of them both, he

that he patronized the bar to steal glances

server had

to tease him for

the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

figure out a

Yoel was about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

bored with those legs

man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

a server

depended entirely on their sales

for a

up his hand to

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

was willing to be a bit more open, considering her

were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy