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

met him during the meeting

and appeared to be quite an

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

don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined, but

could spark the lust of young

that, the female servers had stunning figures and

stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking

it were not for business issues, he did

want to speak

time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the beauty in a black and white maid costume

glance at her astounded him

twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

her alluring

her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar to steal glances

server had come

mood to tease him for a

the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One

logo is missing. There are still two nights

out a way to

Yoel was about to respond,

the

with those legs for a

adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on

hostess.

a server

on their sales of

different for a bar hostess.

up his

earn at least fifty thousand a month

a bit more open, considering her

to catch the fancy of