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 craftsman

him during the meeting previously.

be quite an

a kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

don’t judge a book by

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the

snort, Milani

as luxurious as they had imagined, but

spark the

servers had stunning figures and were

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses.

with just

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

it were not for business issues,

want to speak with

time,

was seated in

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

A single glance at

early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

back with

eyes sparkled like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

maid costume was the bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

her alluring

of her was her long

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to his

sight of them both, he promptly flushed

that he patronized the bar to steal

server had come to

not in the mood to tease him for a

he cut straight to the

missing. There are still two

a

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

with those legs for

man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed

Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on their

things were different for a bar

manager holding up his hand

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

be a bit more open, considering

the fancy of a