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

met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite an honest

such a kind of person.

judge a

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

as they had imagined, but

exceedingly amorous and could spark the

that, the female servers had

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

would be bared with just a

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

If it were not for business issues,

want to

no time, they found

the man was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular

presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

turns out that

the next second, the beauty in a black

at her

in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

with a

sparkled like stars

he had never

the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

her alluring curves.

long and slender legs encased

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

them both, he

bar to steal glances at the

had come

to tease him for

he cut straight to the chase. “One

missing. There

a way to settle

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was

the adjacent

won’t get bored with those legs

a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

for an interview,

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

basic salary of a server was

on their sales of

were different for a bar hostess.

up his

could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

a bit more open,

catch the fancy of