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

once met him during the meeting previously.

appeared to be quite an

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

goes, don’t judge

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

and could spark the lust of

servers had stunning figures and

silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar

just

Milani sneered. Only when

I wasn’t talking

If it were not

to

time,

in a booth.

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that

second, the beauty in a

at her astounded

was in her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain

eyes sparkled like stars in the night

wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to his

sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar

server had

to tease him

man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One

missing. There

out a way

to respond, his attention was

the

with those legs for a

adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was

she take on a job as

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

entirely on their

things were different for a

up his hand

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

willing to be a bit

she were so lucky to catch the