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.

the name of the craftsman from Cloud

had once met him during the meeting previously.

to be quite an

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

goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel

a snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark the lust of young

of that, the female servers had stunning figures

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

just

Only when Emmanuel turned to

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t

shrugged. If it were not for

to speak

time, they found

seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in

even notice their presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

turns out that he’s

the next second, the beauty in a

A single glance at her astounded him as

early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a

sparkled like stars in

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

them both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come

the mood to tease him for a bit,

he cut straight to the chase.

There are still two

a way to settle

about to respond,

the

won’t get bored with those

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager

he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

salary of a server was

depended entirely on their sales of

for a bar hostess. She still

up his hand

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

to be a bit more

catch the fancy of a wealthy