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 the

once met him during the meeting previously. He

to be

such a kind of person. Oh

judge

the lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they

could spark the

top of that, the female servers had

diverse costumes and silk stockings

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything

bared with just a tilt of

when Emmanuel turned to her

wasn’t talking

not for business issues, he did

to speak with

no time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a

when

behind.

Emmanuel

out that

beauty in a black and

A single glance at her astounded

early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin,

eyes sparkled like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

costume was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves.

part of her was her long

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

the sight of them both, he promptly

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had come

in the mood to tease him for a

that with the man. Instead, he cut

missing. There are

figure out a way

when Yoel was about to respond, his

in the

bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

she

hostess.

a server was pitifully

made depended entirely on their sales

a

up his hand

her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month

to be a bit more open, considering

catch the fancy of a wealthy