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.

of the craftsman

had once met him during

to be quite

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a

lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark

of that, the female servers had stunning

diverse costumes and silk stockings

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

wasn’t talking about you

shrugged. If it were not

want to speak with

no time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular

when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

beauty in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and she

eyes sparkled like stars in the night

he had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

both, he promptly flushed

patronized the bar to steal glances at

had

tease him for a

man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

on the logo is missing. There are still two nights and a

figure out a way

respond, his

in the

bored with

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager

Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low, and

on

a

holding up his hand

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

willing to be a bit more open, considering her

the fancy of a