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.

the name of the craftsman

during the meeting

appeared to be

such a kind of person. Oh well,

goes, don’t judge a book

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had

and could spark the lust

the female servers had stunning

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar

just a

when Emmanuel

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t

were not

want to speak

no time,

in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a

presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that

in a black and white

glance at her astounded him

twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

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

like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen

uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

of her was her long and slender

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

of them both, he promptly flushed

the bar to steal glances

had

not in the mood to tease

man. Instead, he cut

missing. There are still two nights and

out a

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

in the

bored with those

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

made depended entirely on

things were different for a bar hostess. She still

manager holding up his hand to

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month

be a bit

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