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 craftsman from Cloud

met him during the meeting

and appeared to be quite

a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the lust of

the female servers had stunning figures and were

and silk stockings of various

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of

sneered. Only when Emmanuel

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

not for business issues, he

want to speak with

time,

the man was seated in

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed

not even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that

beauty in a black and white maid

at her

twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and she

like

wife, Mackenzie, he had never

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

sight of them both,

he patronized the bar to steal

server had

mood to tease him for a bit, much

cut straight to the chase.

lines on the logo is missing. There are

a

was about to respond, his attention was

in the

won’t get bored with those legs for a

a man

beautiful server’s path.

a university

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was

he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and

on their sales of

things were different for a

holding up his hand to

told her that she could earn at

be a bit more open,

so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man, that