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.

of the craftsman from

once met him during the meeting previously. He

and appeared to be

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

the saying goes, don’t judge

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

snort, Milani

as they had imagined, but the

amorous and could spark the

that, the female servers had

silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

just a tilt of their

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you but

not for business issues, he

to speak

time,

man was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the beauty in a black and white

at her astounded him

was in her early twenties

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

his wife, Mackenzie, he had

uniform,

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to his

of them both, he

patronized the bar

server had come

not in the mood to tease

man. Instead, he cut

on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

a way to settle

to respond, his attention was

in the

bored with those

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was impressed by

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

salary of a server was

depended entirely on their sales

different for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up

at least fifty thousand

be a bit more open, considering her

catch the fancy of a wealthy