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.

Larson was the name of

had once met him during

be quite an honest

such a kind of person.

the saying goes, don’t judge a

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the lust of young

female servers had stunning figures and were

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

bared with just a tilt

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

I wasn’t talking about

shrugged. If it were not for business

want to

time, they

man was seated in

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed

even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

Emmanuel

it turns out that he’s

second, the beauty in a black and white maid

glance at her astounded him as

in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

Mackenzie, he had never

costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

sight of them both, he promptly flushed

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

server had come

tease him for

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

the logo is missing. There are

out a way to settle

was about to respond, his

in the

bored with those legs for a

adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview,

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

on

for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty thousand

a

were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,