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.

the name of

met him during the

to be quite an honest

of person. Oh

the saying goes, don’t judge a

lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had

amorous and could spark the

of that, the female servers had stunning

costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

with just a tilt of their

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when

wasn’t talking about you but

it were not for business

want to speak with

no time,

was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction,

presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly

in a black and white maid

A single glance at her

in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

with a plain hairpin,

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring

was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to his

of them both, he promptly flushed bright

that he patronized the bar to

server had

in the mood to tease him for a bit, much

with the man. Instead, he cut straight

logo is missing. There are still

figure out a way

to respond, his attention was

in the adjacent

bored with

booth, a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the

and aura. Consequently, he suggested she

hostess.

server was pitifully

depended entirely on their sales

for a bar hostess. She still

manager holding up his hand

her that she could earn at

willing to be a bit more

so lucky to catch the fancy of a