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.

was the name of the craftsman from

met him during the

and appeared to be quite

person. Oh well, it’s

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped into

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had

and could spark

the female servers had stunning figures

silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

would be bared with just a tilt of

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

I wasn’t

If it were not for business issues, he did

want to

no time, they

in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

presence when they had walked up

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the next second, the beauty in a black

at

her early twenties

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

part of her was her long and

stockings.

Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel

the sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar to steal

had

tease him

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

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

figure out a

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

won’t get bored with those legs for a

the adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager

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

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess. She still

manager holding up his hand

at least fifty thousand a

a bit more open, considering

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy