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.

of the

once met him during

appeared to be quite an honest

shouldn’t be such a kind of person.

goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped

snort,

luxurious as they had imagined, but

spark the

female servers

silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just a tilt

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned

wasn’t talking about you

merely shrugged. If it were not for business

to

no time,

seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a

notice their presence when they had walked up to

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

the beauty in a black

at her astounded

her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like

his wife, Mackenzie, he had

the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

her long and

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

them both,

he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

had come

to tease him for a bit, much less

with the man. Instead, he cut

missing. There are still two nights and a day.

out a way to settle

about to respond, his attention was snagged by

in the

won’t get bored with those legs for a

a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

on

different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up

told her that she could earn at least

was willing to be a bit more open, considering

lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,