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.

name of the

had once met him during the meeting

to be

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into

snort,

was not as luxurious as

spark

female servers had stunning figures

silk stockings of

all striking.

true for the

with just a

Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

it were not for business

want to speak with

no time, they found

the man was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed

even notice their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

in

glance at her astounded him

early twenties with

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with

like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

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

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

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

sight of them both, he promptly

that he patronized the bar to steal

had come to

to tease him

cut straight

is missing. There are still two nights and

out a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was

in the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs

a man

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

suggested she

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully

entirely on

for a bar

manager holding up his hand to

that she could earn at least

to be a bit more open, considering her

catch the