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.

of

had once met him during the meeting previously.

and appeared to be quite

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well,

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they

spark

of that, the female servers

and silk stockings

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

with just a tilt of their

sneered. Only when

“Hmph! I wasn’t

shrugged. If it were not for business issues,

want to

no time,

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed

their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

Emmanuel

out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in a black and white maid

A single glance at her astounded him

her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

her long

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar to steal glances

had

in the mood to tease him

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

There are still two nights and

figure out a

Yoel was about to respond, his attention

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully

entirely on their sales of

a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his hand to

that she could earn at

was willing to be a bit more

to catch the fancy