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 from Cloud

him during the

to be quite an

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

don’t judge a book by

lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort,

as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

the female servers

costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

be bared with just a tilt of their

Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t

If it were not for business issues, he did

to speak

time,

man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that he’s secretly

second, the beauty in a black and white

A single glance at her astounded

her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

with a plain

sparkled like

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

of her was her long and

stockings.

could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

of them both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar

server had come to

the mood to tease

he cut straight to the chase. “One of

There are

out a

Yoel was about to respond, his attention

the

I won’t get bored with those legs for

booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

made depended entirely on their sales of

for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand to

could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

to be a bit

so lucky to catch the