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

once met him during the

be quite

a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the lust of young

of that, the female servers had stunning

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

I wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for business

to speak with

time,

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

their presence when

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that he’s secretly

beauty in a black and white

A single glance at

her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

he had never seen such a beautiful

uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

of them both,

the bar to steal

server had come to

not in the mood to tease him for

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to

is missing. There

a way to settle

to respond, his attention was

the

with those legs for a

the adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low, and

entirely on their

for a bar hostess.

up his hand

could earn at least fifty thousand

to be a bit

to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,