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

had once met him during the meeting previously. He

be quite an

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

goes, don’t judge a

the lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

could spark

that, the female servers

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various

all striking.

true for the

just a tilt of their

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you but

were not

want to

time, they

seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

fixed

presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

out that

beauty in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at her astounded him

woman was in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

he had never seen such

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel

them both, he

that he patronized the bar to steal glances

had

to tease him for a

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

There are still two nights

out a way

to respond, his attention was

in the

I won’t get bored with those legs for

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was

she take on a job

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on

were different for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his

could earn at least

willing to be a bit more open, considering

the fancy of a