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

during

be quite an honest

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the lust of

of that, the female servers had stunning

stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

true for the bar

would be bared with just a tilt of

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

not for business issues,

to speak

time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in a

at her astounded

was in her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her

part of her was her long and

stockings.

could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

them both,

that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had

to tease him for a bit, much less

cut straight to the chase. “One of

is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

out a way

to respond, his attention was

in the

get bored with those

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

a server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on

things were different for a bar

manager holding up his hand

she could earn at

willing to be a bit more open,

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy