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 from Cloud

had once met him during

and appeared to be quite an honest

be such a kind of person.

don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

a snort,

luxurious as

amorous and could spark the lust

female servers had stunning figures and were

and silk stockings

all striking.

the bar hostesses.

with just a tilt of their

when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you but

shrugged. If it were not

to speak

no time,

the man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a

their presence when they had walked up

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

that he’s

next second, the beauty in a black

glance at her astounded him as

woman was in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

like

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

them both, he promptly flushed bright

bar to

had

to tease him for a bit, much

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

There are still two nights and

a

respond, his attention was

in the

I won’t get bored with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

he suggested she

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully

made depended entirely on

a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his

could earn at least fifty

willing to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the fancy