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

during

appeared to be quite an honest

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

judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

luxurious as they

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

servers had stunning figures

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

be bared with just a tilt of their

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

I wasn’t talking

If it were not for

to speak

no time, they

man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular

presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the next second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at

twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves.

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

them both, he promptly

he patronized the bar to steal

server had come

mood to tease him

with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the

logo is missing. There are still

figure out a

about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

won’t get bored with those legs for a

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

interview,

she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their sales of

were different for a bar

up his hand

earn at least fifty thousand a

a bit more

catch the fancy of a wealthy man,