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.

Larson was the name of

him during

to be quite an

kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the lust

female servers had stunning figures and

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything

just

when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he

want to speak

time,

was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular direction, and

even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a black and white

single glance at her astounded him

her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

eyes sparkled like stars

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

sight of them both,

he patronized the bar to

had come

was not in the mood to tease him for

cut straight

logo is missing. There are

a way

was about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

with those legs for

adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was

suggested she take on a job

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on

things were different for a

manager holding up his hand

earn at least fifty thousand a month so

a bit more

to catch the fancy of a