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

once met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

goes, don’t judge a

Emmanuel stepped

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the

that, the female servers had stunning figures and

costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

true for the bar

would be bared with just a tilt

sneered. Only when Emmanuel

wasn’t

shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he did

want to speak

no time, they found

seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a

presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

out that he’s

beauty in a black

A single glance at

her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a

like

wife, Mackenzie, he had

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

her

her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

both, he

the bar to

server had come

to tease him

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

the logo is missing. There are

a way to settle

to respond, his attention was snagged by

the

I won’t get bored with those legs for

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview,

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

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully

depended entirely on their sales

were different for a bar hostess.

up his

that she could earn at least fifty

was willing to be a bit more open,

catch the fancy of a wealthy