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

had once met him during

and appeared to be

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh

don’t judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

servers had

and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

just

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t

not

want to speak with

no time,

in a booth. There

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

next second, the beauty in a black

single glance at her astounded him as

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin,

sparkled like

had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

it accentuated her

her long

stockings.

could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

the sight of them both,

patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had come to

mood to tease him for a

with the man. Instead, he cut straight to

the logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a way to settle

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

won’t get bored with those legs for

man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

a university student

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager

she take on a

hostess.

of a server was pitifully

made depended entirely on their sales

for a bar hostess. She

up his hand

her that she could earn at

willing to be a bit more

were so lucky to catch the fancy of