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

met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite an honest

person. Oh

judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into

snort,

as they had

amorous and could spark the

of that, the female servers had

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

doubly true for the

be bared with just a tilt

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you but

shrugged. If it were not

want to

no time, they

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a

even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the beauty in a black and white

single glance at her

early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and

sparkled like stars in the

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

was her long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to

sight of them both, he promptly

the bar to steal glances at

had come to

was not in the mood to tease

the man. Instead, he cut

is missing. There are still

a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his

in the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs for a

a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

basic salary of a server

depended entirely on their sales of

different for a

manager holding up his hand

earn at least fifty thousand a

willing to be a

lucky to catch the fancy of