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.

name of the craftsman

once met him during the meeting previously. He

appeared to be

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

don’t judge a book

lead, Emmanuel

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as

spark the lust

the female servers had stunning figures and were

stockings of

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of their

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking

not for business issues, he

want to

time, they found

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed

their presence when they had

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

it turns out that he’s

second, the beauty in a black

at

in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin,

like stars in the night

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her

was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to his

them both, he promptly flushed

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come

in the mood to tease him for

the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One of

logo is missing. There

figure out a way

when Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

in the

I won’t get bored with those

a man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

basic salary of a server was pitifully low, and the

entirely on

a bar hostess.

up

could earn at least fifty thousand a month

a

lucky to catch the fancy of