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

during the meeting

be

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

saying goes, don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

amorous and could spark the lust

female servers had stunning figures

costumes and silk stockings

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just

Only when Emmanuel turned to her

wasn’t talking about you

shrugged. If it were not

want to speak

time, they

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

fixed in

their presence when they had walked up

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly eyeballing

next second, the beauty in a black and white maid

single glance at her astounded him

in her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

with a plain

eyes sparkled like stars in

he had never seen

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring

of her was her long and

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to

them both,

that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had

in the mood to tease him

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the

on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a

to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager

Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

a server was

made depended entirely on their sales

different for a

up his hand to

her that she could earn at least

was willing to be a bit more open, considering her

lucky to catch the fancy of