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 craftsman

during the meeting

appeared to be quite an

kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

saying goes, don’t judge

the lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

could spark

servers had

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar hostesses.

bared with just a tilt of

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

wasn’t talking about you but

not for business issues,

to speak

time, they found

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a

notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly

the next second, the beauty in a

glance at her astounded him as

twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

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

costume was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

part of her was her long and

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar to steal

had come to

to tease him

with the man. Instead, he cut

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

a

respond, his attention

the

bored with those legs for

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was

he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

server was pitifully low, and the

on their sales

things were different for a

holding up his hand to

at least fifty thousand a month so long

willing to be a bit

the fancy of