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 from

had once met him during the

to be

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well,

the saying goes, don’t judge a

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark the

top of that, the female servers

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses.

would be bared with just a tilt of

when Emmanuel

I wasn’t talking

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he did

to speak with

no time, they found

was seated in a

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a particular

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

turns out that he’s secretly

next second, the beauty in a black and

A single glance at her astounded

in her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

back with

eyes sparkled like stars in

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen

uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel

of them both, he promptly

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had

the mood to tease him for a bit, much less

cut straight to the chase.

lines on the logo is missing. There

out a

respond,

the adjacent

with those legs for

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview,

suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on their

for a bar hostess. She still

manager holding up his hand to

at

willing to be a bit

catch the fancy of a