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

once met him during the meeting previously.

appeared to be quite an honest

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

don’t judge

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

as they had imagined, but

exceedingly amorous and could spark the

of that, the female servers had stunning figures

costumes and silk stockings of various

all striking.

for the

bared with just a tilt of their

when Emmanuel turned to her

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

it were not

want to speak

no time,

in a booth.

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in

even notice their presence when

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

out that he’s

second, the beauty in a black and white maid

glance at her astounded him as

twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

eyes sparkled like stars in the night

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

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

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back

them both, he

patronized the bar to steal

had come

not in the mood to tease him

cut straight to the

lines on the logo is missing. There are

a way

respond,

in the adjacent

with those

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

a

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

of a server

entirely on

for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his hand to

at least fifty thousand a

to be a bit

were so lucky to catch the fancy