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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman from Cloud

met him during

to be quite

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

goes, don’t judge a

lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

as luxurious as they had

spark the

servers

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

true for the bar

be bared with just a

when Emmanuel turned to her

I wasn’t talking about

it were not for business issues, he did

want to

time,

was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular

their presence when they had walked up

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s

the next second, the beauty in a

A single glance at her

early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

he had never

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

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

the sight of them both, he

he patronized the bar to steal glances

had come to

not in the mood to tease him for

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

logo is missing. There are

out a way

when Yoel was about to respond,

in the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs for a

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was impressed by

she take on

hostess.

salary of a server was

on their sales

things were different for a bar hostess.

up his hand

earn at least fifty thousand a month

to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the fancy of a