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 the craftsman from Cloud

once met him during the

be

person. Oh well, it’s difficult

don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

as they had

could spark the lust of young

servers had stunning figures and were

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

the

be bared with just

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he did

want to speak with

no time,

in a booth. There

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in

notice their presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that he’s secretly

next second, the beauty in a black and white maid

at her

twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

back with

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

had never

the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her alluring curves.

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

of them both,

patronized the bar to steal

server had

to tease him

cut straight to the chase. “One

missing. There are still two nights

out a way to

to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

get bored with those legs

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was

Consequently, he suggested she take on

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on their

were different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up

earn at least fifty thousand a month

to be a bit more open,

so lucky to catch the fancy of a