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

once met him during the

be quite an

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

not as luxurious as

and could spark the

female servers had stunning figures and

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a

when Emmanuel turned to her did

“Hmph! I wasn’t

it were not for business

want to speak

time, they

was seated in

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction,

not even notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly

second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

single glance at her astounded

twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

with a plain

eyes sparkled like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

of them both, he promptly

patronized the bar

server had come to

tease him for a bit, much

cut straight to the

lines on the logo is missing. There are

a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with those legs for

man abruptly jumped out and blocked

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was impressed

she

hostess.

server was pitifully low, and the

depended entirely on their

different for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his hand

told her that she could earn at

willing to be a

were so lucky to catch the fancy of