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

once met him during the meeting

appeared to be

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

saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into

snort, Milani

luxurious as they

spark the lust of young

top of that, the female servers had stunning figures

diverse costumes and silk stockings

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt

when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking about

not for business

to speak

no time,

seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

their presence when they had walked

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

glance at

early twenties with

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

sparkled like stars in the night

had never seen

the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to

of them both, he promptly flushed bright

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances

server had

to tease him for a bit,

man. Instead, he cut straight to

is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

figure out a way to settle

was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the

I won’t get bored with those legs

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

a

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager

suggested she take

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their sales

were different for a bar

holding up

her that she could earn at least fifty

be a bit more open,

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy