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.

name of the

once met him during the

and appeared to be

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

goes, don’t judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined,

spark the lust of

the female servers had stunning figures and were

silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything they

bared with just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

I wasn’t talking about you

it were not for business issues, he did

want to speak with

no time, they

was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular direction, and

even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the next second, the beauty in a black and white

at her

twenties

outstanding looks.

pinned back with

eyes sparkled like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

them both, he promptly

fact that he patronized the bar to

had

not in the mood to tease him for

man. Instead, he cut straight to

There are still two nights and

a way to settle

was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the adjacent

get bored with those legs for a

man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview,

suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their sales

a

manager holding up

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

willing to be a bit

the fancy of a wealthy man, that