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

once met him during the meeting

appeared to be quite

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

judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort, Milani

as luxurious as

could spark

female servers had stunning figures and

costumes and silk stockings

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

just

when Emmanuel turned to her did

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

were not for business

want to speak

time,

man was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction,

their presence when they

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the beauty in a black and white maid costume

glance at her

her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and

sparkled like

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

maid costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

them both, he

bar to steal glances at

server had

was not in the mood to tease him for a

cut

is missing. There are

a way to

respond,

in the

won’t get bored with those legs for

a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview,

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was

made depended entirely on their

different for a bar hostess. She

up his hand to

told her that she could earn at least fifty

was willing to be a

the fancy of a wealthy man, that