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 from Cloud

had once met him during the meeting previously. He

be quite an

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

don’t judge a book

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

amorous and could spark the

of that, the female servers had

silk stockings

all striking.

the bar hostesses.

with just

when Emmanuel turned to her did

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

not for

want to speak

no time, they found

was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a

presence when they

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in a black and white

glance at

twenties

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin,

eyes sparkled like stars

Mackenzie, he had never seen such

the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

it accentuated her

long

stockings.

could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

both, he promptly

patronized the bar to steal glances

had

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

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

missing. There are still two nights and a day.

out a way

respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

won’t get bored with

man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed

she take on a job

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on their sales of

for a

manager holding up his

her that she could earn at least fifty

was willing to be a bit more open, considering

were so lucky to catch the