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

had once met him during the meeting previously.

be quite an

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

don’t judge

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

could spark the lust

top of that, the female servers had

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

bared with just a

when Emmanuel turned

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for business

want to speak

time,

was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

notice their presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

in a black and white maid

at her astounded him

twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a

eyes sparkled like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had

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

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

both, he promptly

he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had

was not in the mood to tease him for

cut straight to

is missing. There are

out a

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged

the

I won’t get bored with those legs

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed by

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their

were different for a bar hostess. She

holding up

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

be a bit more open, considering her

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy