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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman from Cloud

during

to be quite an

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

judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into the

a snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

exceedingly amorous and could spark

top of that, the female servers had stunning figures

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the

bared with just a tilt of

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

I wasn’t talking about you

shrugged. If it were not for

want to speak with

no time,

in

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that

beauty in a black and white maid

glance at her astounded

early twenties

outstanding looks.

back with a plain

like stars in

Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

was her long

stockings.

Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel

the sight of them both, he

bar to

had come

to tease him for a

that with the man. Instead, he cut straight

missing. There are

out a way to settle

was about to respond,

in the

bored with those legs for

booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

entirely on their sales

a bar hostess.

holding up his hand to

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

be a bit more

so lucky to catch the fancy of