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

met him during the

to be

shouldn’t be such a kind of person.

don’t judge

Emmanuel

a snort,

as luxurious as they

amorous and could spark the

female servers

costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you

merely shrugged. If it were not for

want to speak

time, they found

the man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a

notice their presence when

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that he’s secretly

the next second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

glance at

early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin, and she

like stars

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

of them both, he promptly flushed

bar to steal glances

server had come to

tease him for a

he cut straight to the chase. “One

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

out a

about to respond, his attention was snagged

the adjacent

get bored with those legs for a

man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the

Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their sales of

different for a bar

holding up his hand to

could earn at least fifty

was willing to be a bit more open,

so lucky to catch the