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

met him during the meeting previously. He

be quite

such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped

snort, Milani

as luxurious as they had imagined,

could spark the lust of

servers

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of their

when

I wasn’t

If it were not for business

to

time,

was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that

the beauty in a black and white maid

A single glance at her astounded him

twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel

them both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come to

the mood to tease him for

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to

logo is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

figure out a way to settle

respond,

the

I won’t get bored with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the

he suggested she take on a

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on

for a bar hostess.

manager holding up his hand to

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

was willing to be a bit more open,

to catch the fancy of a wealthy