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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman from

met him during

be quite an

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel

snort, Milani

luxurious as

exceedingly amorous and could spark

female servers had stunning figures

stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything

would be bared with just a tilt

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

shrugged. If it were not

to

no time,

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

was fixed in

even notice their presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel

out that he’s

next second, the beauty in a black

A single glance at her astounded

twenties

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and

eyes sparkled like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had

the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

her

part of her was her long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

them both, he promptly flushed

patronized the bar to steal glances

had come

mood to tease him

the man. Instead, he cut straight to

lines on the logo is missing. There are still

out a way to settle

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

I won’t get bored with

a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the

Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

a server was pitifully

on

different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up his

her that she could earn at least

a bit more open,

catch the fancy of