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

once met him during the meeting previously.

to be quite an honest

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark the lust of young

of that, the female servers had stunning

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar

would be bared with just a

when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you

it were not for business issues, he

to

no time,

in a

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed

presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly

the beauty in a black

glance at her astounded him

in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

sparkled like stars in

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

long and

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

them both,

patronized the bar to

server had come to

in the mood to tease him for

he cut straight to the chase. “One of

missing. There are still two nights and

figure out a way

respond,

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs for

man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager

suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was

depended entirely on

different for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month

be a bit more open, considering

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy