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 the craftsman from

once met him during the

and appeared to be quite an honest

a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

don’t judge a

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort,

as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark the lust of

that, the female servers had stunning figures

silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

for the bar hostesses.

be bared with just a tilt

Milani sneered. Only when

wasn’t talking about you but

shrugged. If it were not for business

want to speak with

time, they found

in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a

their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s

beauty in a

A single glance at her

her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

of them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come

was not in the mood to tease him for a bit,

cut straight

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

out a way

to respond, his

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low,

entirely on

for a bar hostess. She

holding up his hand

that she could earn at least fifty

a bit more open,

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a