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

during the meeting previously. He

be quite

such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

not as luxurious as they had imagined,

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers had stunning figures

and silk stockings

all striking.

the

with just a tilt

Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking

shrugged. If it were not for business

to

no time, they found

man was seated in a

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

presence when they had walked up to

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in a black and

glance at her

early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin, and

eyes sparkled like stars

had never seen

the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

was her long

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

them both, he promptly flushed bright

he patronized the bar to steal glances at

server had come to

to tease him

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

is missing. There are still two nights and a

out a way to

to respond,

in the

won’t get bored with those

man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the

Consequently, he suggested she take on

hostess.

server was pitifully low, and

entirely on their sales of

were different for a bar

holding up his

could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

willing to be a bit more open,

lucky to catch the fancy of a