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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman

him during the meeting previously.

be quite

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

goes, don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers had

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

went doubly true for the

with just

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you

not for business

want to speak with

time, they found

seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular direction,

their presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

it turns out that

next second, the beauty in

single glance at

early twenties

outstanding looks.

pinned back with

eyes sparkled like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

her alluring

part of her was her long and slender

stockings.

could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back

both, he promptly flushed

the bar to

server had come

was not in the mood to tease him for a

with the man. Instead, he cut

logo is missing. There

out a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the

bored with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

interview,

he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low, and

on

different for a bar

manager holding up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

was willing to be a bit more open, considering her

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a