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

him during the meeting previously. He

to be

such a kind of person.

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort,

not as luxurious as

amorous and could spark the

female servers had stunning

stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

would be bared with just

when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking about

If it were not for business issues, he did

to

time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

beauty in a black and white maid

at her astounded him as

twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with

sparkled like stars in

Mackenzie, he had

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

them both, he

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had

the mood to tease him for

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

There are still two nights

figure out a way to settle

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was

the adjacent

get bored with those

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

interview,

suggested she

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

made depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess.

manager holding up his hand to

earn at least fifty thousand a month

a bit more open, considering her

the fancy of a wealthy man, that