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.

of the craftsman from Cloud

had once met him during

appeared to be quite

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

goes, don’t judge

Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they

could spark the

of that, the female servers had stunning figures and

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

just a tilt of

Only when Emmanuel

I wasn’t talking about you but

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

want to

no time,

seated in a

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular direction,

when

behind.

Emmanuel

it turns out that he’s secretly

in a black and white

A single glance at

in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a

eyes sparkled like stars

had

costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring

her was her long and

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel

sight of them both, he promptly flushed

bar to

had

the mood to tease him for a bit, much

the man. Instead, he cut

There are still two nights

out a way to settle

was about to respond,

in the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview,

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on their

were different for a bar hostess. She still

up his hand to

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

willing to be a bit more open, considering her

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