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 Cloud

met him during the

and appeared to be quite an

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

was not as luxurious as they

and could spark the lust of young

the female servers had stunning

and silk stockings of various

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of their

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when

I wasn’t talking about you

were not for

want to speak with

time,

the man was seated in a

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular direction,

notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

out that he’s secretly

in a black and white

single glance at her astounded him

twenties with

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

eyes sparkled like

had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

sight of them both, he promptly

bar to

had come to

to tease him

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight

There are still two nights and a

a way

was about to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

bored with those legs

adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

a server was

depended entirely on their sales

a bar hostess.

up his hand

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

willing to be a bit more open, considering

catch the fancy of a wealthy