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

had once met him during the meeting

appeared to be

of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to

goes, don’t judge a book by

lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

as they had imagined, but

amorous and could spark the lust of young

top of that, the female servers had

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt of

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

wasn’t talking about

were not for business issues, he did

want to speak with

time, they

seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a

not even notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

in a black and white maid

A single glance at her

twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

like stars in

had never seen such a beautiful

uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

her long and

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

of them both, he promptly flushed

that he patronized the bar to

had come

tease him

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

lines on the logo is missing. There are still

figure out a

about to respond, his attention was snagged

the

with those

a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was

he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low, and the

on their sales of

different for a bar hostess.

manager holding up his hand to

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand

to be a bit

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