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

once met him during the meeting

appeared to be

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to

goes, don’t judge

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of young

the female servers had

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the

with just a tilt of their

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

I wasn’t talking

it were not for business

want to speak with

time, they

seated in

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in

even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

next second, the beauty in

A single glance at her astounded him

early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

pinned back with

like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves.

of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

of them both,

the bar to

server had

tease him for a bit, much less

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

the logo is missing. There are still two nights and

out a way

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

get bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed

she take on a job as

hostess.

of a server

depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess.

manager holding up his hand to

told her that she could earn at least fifty

willing to be a bit more open,

the