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.

of the craftsman from

during the

appeared to be quite an honest

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

saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

spark the

of that, the female servers

and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses.

would be bared with just a

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

If it were not for business issues, he did

want to

no time,

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

was fixed in a

their presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

in

glance at her astounded

early twenties with

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

sparkled like stars

he had never seen such a beautiful

bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

them both, he promptly

the bar to

server had come

the mood to tease him for a bit,

that with the man. Instead, he cut

logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

with

booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager

he suggested she

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully

entirely on their sales of

things were different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

was willing to be a

were so lucky to catch the