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

once met him during the

and appeared to be quite

person. Oh well, it’s difficult to

judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

a snort,

luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the lust

female servers had stunning figures

silk stockings of various

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar

just a

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

wasn’t talking about

were not for business issues, he did

to speak with

no time, they

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular

when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s

beauty in

A single glance at her astounded

in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

back with a

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

he had never seen such a beautiful

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

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

her long and slender legs

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel

of them both, he

patronized the bar to

server had

was not in the mood to tease him for

the man. Instead, he cut

missing. There

figure out a way to settle

was about to respond, his

in the

won’t get bored with those legs

man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed

she take on a job

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on their

different for a bar

manager holding up his hand

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

a bit more

she were so lucky to catch the