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

during the

to be quite an honest

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

don’t judge

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

as they had

could spark the lust of

that, the female servers

silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking

If it were not for

want to

no time,

in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s

next second, the beauty in a

A single glance at her astounded him as

in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

like

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to his

both, he promptly

patronized the bar

server had come

in the mood to tease him for a

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One

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

figure out a way to

about to respond, his attention

the

won’t get bored with those legs for

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

interview, the

suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

of a server was

on their

different for a bar hostess. She

holding up

earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

willing to be a

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a