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.

name of the craftsman from Cloud

once met him during the

appeared to be

person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

goes, don’t judge

Emmanuel

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined, but the

amorous and could spark the lust of young

that, the female servers had

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of their

when Emmanuel

wasn’t talking about you but

it were not

want to speak

time,

in

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

when they

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in

A single glance at her astounded him

early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her long and

stockings.

Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

the sight of them both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar

had

in the mood to tease him for a bit, much less

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

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

figure out a way to

was about to respond,

the

bored with

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was

she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully

entirely on

for a bar

holding up his hand

told her that she could earn at least fifty

was willing to be a bit more

lucky to catch the fancy of a