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.

of the craftsman from

him during the meeting previously.

to be quite an honest

of person.

judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

spark

the female servers had stunning figures

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

true for the

be bared with just a tilt of their

when

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you but

were not for business issues, he

to speak with

time,

man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

next second, the beauty in a black and

single glance at her astounded

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain

sparkled like stars in the night

Mackenzie, he had

the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

the sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

bar to steal

had come to

to tease him for a bit,

he cut straight to the

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

figure out a way

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the

bored with those

a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

a server

made depended entirely on their

were different for a

manager holding up

earn at least fifty thousand a month so

willing to be a bit

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy