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.

was the name of the

during the meeting

appeared to be quite an honest

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

don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the lust of young

servers had

and silk stockings of

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

bared with just

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

it were not for business issues, he

to speak with

no time, they found

seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

fixed in

when

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

beauty in a black and white maid

A single glance at her

in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

them both, he

he patronized the bar to

server had come to

tease

man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

logo is missing. There are still two nights

figure out a

was about to respond, his attention was snagged

in the

bored with those legs for a

booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

a university

part-time at the bar.

interview, the manager was

she take on a job as a

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and the

on their

things were different for a bar

holding up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty

a

so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy