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

once met him during

be quite an

person.

goes, don’t judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as

spark the lust of young

the female servers

silk stockings of various

all striking.

the bar

with just a tilt of their

Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

I wasn’t

If it were not for business issues, he

to speak with

time,

in a booth.

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel

that

the next second, the beauty in a black and

A single glance at her astounded

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

back with a plain hairpin, and

sparkled like stars in the night

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves.

part of her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to

both, he promptly flushed

bar to steal glances

had come to

mood to tease him

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

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

figure out a way to settle

was about to respond, his attention was

the adjacent

won’t get bored with those

man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

he suggested she take

hostess.

server was pitifully low, and

on their sales

a bar

holding up his hand to

her that she could earn at least

willing to be a bit more open, considering

to catch the fancy