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

once met him during the meeting previously.

be quite an

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark

female servers

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

just a tilt of

Milani sneered. Only when

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he did

to

no time, they found

man was seated in

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed

notice their presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s

beauty in a black and white

glance at her

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

had never seen

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

long and

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

them both, he

that he patronized the bar to steal

server had come

tease him

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

logo is missing. There are still two nights

a way to settle

to respond, his attention was snagged

the

bored with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager

Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

made depended entirely on

different for a bar

manager holding up his hand to

earn at

to be a

to catch the fancy of a wealthy