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

met him during

be

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

judge a book

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

amorous and could spark the

top of that, the female servers

and silk stockings

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

be bared with just a tilt of their

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

I wasn’t talking about

not for business issues, he did

want to

no time, they found

seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

even notice their presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

second, the beauty in a black and

at her

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain

eyes sparkled like

Mackenzie, he had never

costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

the sight of them both, he

that he patronized the bar to

server had come

was not in the mood to tease

with the man. Instead, he cut

There

a way

about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

with those legs

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

for an interview,

he suggested she

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on

for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month

willing to be a bit more open,

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