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.

was the name of the

met him during the meeting previously. He

appeared to be

of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to

goes, don’t judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had

spark

servers

silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you

If it were not for business issues, he

want to

time, they found

was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in

their presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that

next second, the beauty in a

single glance at

early twenties with

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and

sparkled like stars in the night

Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

of them both, he promptly flushed

patronized the bar to steal glances at

server had

was not in the mood to tease him for

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

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a

to respond, his attention was snagged by

the

I won’t get bored with those legs for

booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

interview,

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their

things were different for a bar

manager holding up his

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

to be a

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy