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.

name of the craftsman from

him during the meeting previously. He

be quite an honest

a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

goes, don’t judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

luxurious as they had imagined, but the

amorous and could spark the lust

female servers had stunning figures and were

and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses.

bared with just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when

wasn’t talking about you

If it were not

want to speak with

time, they

the man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in

even notice their presence when they

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

that he’s secretly eyeballing

in a black

at

early twenties with

outstanding looks.

with a plain

like stars in the

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her

of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

the sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

bar

server had come

was not in the mood to tease him for a bit, much less

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

on the logo is missing. There are

figure out a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention

the adjacent

bored with those

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was

aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and the

on their sales of

for a bar

manager holding up

earn at least fifty thousand

to be a bit more open, considering

so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,