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

him during the meeting

to be

person. Oh well, it’s difficult

the saying goes, don’t judge a

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the lust of young

servers had

silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

bared with just a tilt

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

merely shrugged. If it were not for

to speak

time, they found

in a booth. There

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

that he’s

next second, the beauty in a black and

at her astounded him

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

of them both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar to

had

in the mood to tease him

cut

on the logo is missing. There are still two

a way to

to respond, his attention

the

won’t get bored with those legs

a man

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was

entirely on their sales of

were different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up his

told her that she could earn at

to be a bit more

catch the fancy of a