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

met him during

and appeared to be quite an

a kind of person. Oh well,

goes, don’t judge

lead, Emmanuel

a snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark the

of that, the female servers

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

be bared with just a tilt of their

when Emmanuel turned to

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

merely shrugged. If it were not

to speak with

time,

seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed

when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a

single glance at her

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain

crystalline eyes sparkled like

had never seen such

costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

sight of them both,

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

had come to

not in the mood to tease him for a bit,

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

There

out a

about to respond, his

in the adjacent

get bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and

entirely on their sales

were different for a bar hostess.

up

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

willing to be a bit more open, considering her

to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,