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

him during the meeting

to be quite

shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well,

judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined, but the

and could spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers had

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

with just a tilt of their

Only when Emmanuel turned to

I wasn’t talking about you but

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues,

want to speak with

time,

seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in

notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

beauty in

single glance at her astounded him

in her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin, and

like stars

had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

part of her was her long and

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

both,

the bar to steal glances at the

server had come

to tease him for a bit, much

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

There are still two nights and a day.

figure out a way

respond, his attention was snagged by

in the adjacent

with

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

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

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

depended entirely on their sales of

were different for a bar hostess. She

up

could earn at least

was willing to be a bit more open, considering her

to catch the fancy of