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

once met him during the meeting previously.

appeared to be quite an honest

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

judge a book by

lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

as luxurious as

and could spark the lust

that, the female servers had

and silk stockings of various

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just a tilt

when Emmanuel turned

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

If it were not for business issues,

want to speak with

time,

was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular

presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

beauty in

at her astounded him

in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

like

had never seen such a beautiful

costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her was her long and slender

stockings.

could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to

them both, he promptly flushed

the bar to

had come to

mood to tease him

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

lines on the logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a way

to respond, his attention

in the

I won’t get bored with those legs for

man

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

suggested she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully

on their sales of

things were different for a

holding up his hand

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

a bit more open, considering her

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of