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.

was the name of the craftsman from

had once met him during the

appeared to be quite an honest

be such a kind of person. Oh

judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they

exceedingly amorous and could spark the

servers had stunning figures and were

silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

went doubly true for the

just a tilt of their

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

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you but

not for business issues,

want to speak with

time, they found

in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

was fixed in a

even notice their presence when they had

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

turns out that

in a

A single glance at her astounded

twenties with

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain

like stars in the night

had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

was her long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

of them both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar

server had come to

the mood to tease him for a

that with the man. Instead, he cut

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

a way to settle

respond, his attention was snagged by

the

I won’t get bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

a university

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the

she take on a job as a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their

were different for a bar hostess.

holding up his

earn at least

willing to be a bit

to catch the