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

once met him during the meeting previously. He

to be quite an

person. Oh well, it’s difficult to

judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort,

as luxurious as they had

could spark the

female servers had stunning figures and

silk stockings of various

all striking.

true for the bar

be bared with just a

when Emmanuel turned to her did

wasn’t talking about you

shrugged. If it were not

want to speak with

time, they

in a booth.

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that

the next second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

at

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with a plain

like stars in the

Mackenzie, he had never

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

among the female servers.

accentuated her

part of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

both, he promptly flushed

the bar to steal glances at the

server had come to

mood to tease him for

Instead, he cut

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

figure out a

to respond, his

in the adjacent

get bored with those legs for a

booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was impressed by

he suggested she take

hostess.

server was pitifully

on their sales of

a bar hostess. She

up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

to be a bit more open, considering her

catch the fancy of a