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

met him during

to be

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

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the lust of

that, the female servers had stunning figures and

silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar

with just a

when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not

want to speak

no time, they found

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

that he’s secretly

the beauty in a black and white

at her astounded him

was in her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her

her long and

stockings.

Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

both, he promptly

fact that he patronized the bar to

had

mood to tease

the man. Instead, he cut straight

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights and a

out a way to settle

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the adjacent

with those legs for a

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was

suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

a server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on their

different for a bar hostess. She still

up

earn at least

was willing to be a

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,