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 from

once met him during the meeting previously. He

appeared to be quite an

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

could spark the lust of

female servers had stunning figures and

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when

wasn’t

If it were not for business issues, he

want to speak with

no time,

seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in

even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s

next second, the beauty in a black

glance at her astounded him

her early twenties

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin,

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

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

bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long

stockings.

could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar to

had

in the mood to tease him for a bit, much

he cut straight to

logo is missing. There are still two nights and

out a way to

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

the adjacent

bored with those legs

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on

hostess.

salary of a server was

entirely on

for a bar hostess. She

up his hand

could earn at least fifty thousand a

be a bit

so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy