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 craftsman

met him during

to be

of person.

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

as luxurious as they

spark the

the female servers had stunning figures and were

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just a

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

wasn’t talking about

not for business issues, he

to speak

time, they

in a booth.

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed

when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the next second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

at

in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

both, he promptly flushed

bar to steal glances

server had

not in the mood to tease

the man. Instead, he cut

is missing. There are still

a

was about to respond, his attention

the adjacent

bored with those

a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

on their sales of

were different for a bar hostess.

manager holding up his

earn at

be a bit more open,

lucky to catch the fancy of