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 craftsman

once met him during the meeting

to be

person. Oh

judge a book by its

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort, Milani

luxurious as they had

spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the

bared with just a tilt of

Only when Emmanuel turned to

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

it were not for

want to speak with

time, they

was seated in

nor men around him.

fixed in

even notice their presence when they

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s secretly

in a black and white maid

glance at

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

with a plain

sparkled like

Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

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

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

the sight of them both,

patronized the bar to steal glances at

had come

not in the mood to tease him for a

Instead, he cut straight to

the logo is missing. There are

out a way to

to respond,

in the

bored with those legs for

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed

she take on a

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess. She still

up his hand

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand

be a bit more open, considering her

to catch the