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.

the name of the craftsman

once met him during the

be quite

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

goes, don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

snort,

not as luxurious as they

could spark the lust of young

the female servers

and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything they

just

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when

I wasn’t talking

it were not for

to speak with

no time,

the man was seated in a

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular

their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the next second, the beauty in a black and white

A single glance at her astounded

woman was in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin, and she

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had

bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

both, he promptly

the bar to steal glances at

had come

the mood to tease him for a bit, much

cut straight to the chase. “One

logo is missing. There are still two nights

out a way to settle

when Yoel was about to respond, his

the

with those legs for

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview,

suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

basic salary of a server

on their sales

a bar hostess.

up his

earn at least fifty

was willing to be a bit more

to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,