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.

name of the craftsman from

had once met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite an

person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they had

and could spark the lust of

female servers

silk stockings

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

not for business

want to

no time, they

in a

nor men around him.

was fixed in

notice their presence when they

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that

second, the beauty in a black and

single glance at her astounded him

early twenties

outstanding looks.

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

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

her alluring

of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to

sight of them both,

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had

to tease him for

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

missing. There are still

out a way to

was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs for a

a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was

made depended entirely on

different for a bar hostess. She

up his

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month

was willing to be a bit more open,

to catch the fancy of a wealthy man, that