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.

the name of the craftsman from Cloud

during

be

of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they

and could spark the lust of

of that, the female servers had stunning figures and

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

the bar hostesses.

be bared with just a tilt of their

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t

were not for

to speak

no time,

seated in

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a

their presence when they had walked

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

out that

next second, the beauty in a black and

A single glance at

her early twenties

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

was her long and slender

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back

sight of them both, he

he patronized the bar to steal

server had come to

mood to tease him for a

cut straight

logo is missing. There are still two nights

a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

get bored with those

booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the

she take on a job as a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and

depended entirely on

were different for a

up his hand

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

was willing to be a

to catch the fancy of a