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.

was the name of the craftsman from

during the

be quite an

of person.

the saying goes, don’t judge

lead, Emmanuel

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined,

could spark the lust

of that, the female servers had stunning

stockings of

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses.

be bared with just a tilt

Milani sneered. Only when

wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for

to speak

no time, they

was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular

presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s secretly eyeballing

the next second, the beauty in a

single glance at her astounded

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had never

was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

part of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar to steal glances

server had come to

the mood to tease him for a bit, much less

he cut straight to the

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

out a way

was about to respond,

the adjacent

get bored with those legs for a

adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their

for a bar hostess. She still

holding up

earn at least fifty thousand a month

was willing to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the