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 the meeting

to be quite

kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

luxurious as

spark the lust of young

of that, the female servers

silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of

Only when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking about

shrugged. If it were not for business

want to

no time, they

the man was seated in

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

their presence when they

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

beauty in

at her astounded him

her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

with a plain

eyes sparkled like stars

he had never seen

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

among the female servers.

her alluring curves.

her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

sight of them both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come to

in the mood to tease him for a bit,

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

on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

out a way to

to respond, his attention was

the

get bored with

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed

he suggested she take on

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

depended entirely on

things were different for a bar

up his hand to

at least fifty thousand a

be a bit more

lucky to catch the fancy of a