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 the craftsman

him during the

appeared to be

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

don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

as luxurious as they had imagined, but

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust

that, the female servers had stunning figures and

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

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt of their

Only when Emmanuel

wasn’t talking about you

shrugged. If it were not for business

want to speak

no time, they found

in a

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in

their presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

it turns out that

beauty in a black and white maid

A single glance at

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like

had never seen

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

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

her long and slender

stockings.

Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

both, he promptly

patronized the bar to steal glances

had come to

was not in the mood to tease him for a bit,

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

on the logo is missing. There

a

Yoel was about to respond, his

the adjacent

won’t get bored with

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was

he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was

on their sales of

things were different for a

up his hand

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

was willing to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy