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

had once met him during the meeting previously.

to be

be such a kind of person. Oh

judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had

could spark the lust of young

of that, the female servers had stunning figures and were

and silk stockings of various

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

would be bared with just a tilt of

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t

were not for

want to speak

no time, they

the man was seated in

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular

their presence when

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

turns out that he’s secretly

in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at

in her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

maid costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring

was her long and slender legs

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

of them both, he

that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

had come

in the mood to tease him for a

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

missing. There are still two nights and a day.

figure out a way to

to respond,

the adjacent

get bored with those legs for

man

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was impressed

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

basic salary of a server was

depended entirely on their

things were different for a bar hostess. She still

up

at least fifty thousand a month so

be a bit more open, considering her

the fancy of a wealthy man, that