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.

Larson was the name of the craftsman

met him during

to be quite an

be such a kind of person.

goes, don’t judge a book by

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they

spark the lust of young

female servers

stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

doubly true for the bar

bared with just a tilt of

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues,

want to speak with

no time,

was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

when they had walked

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

it turns out that he’s

beauty in a black and

A single glance at

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

her was her long and slender

stockings.

could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to

both, he promptly flushed

bar to steal

server had come

mood to tease him for a bit, much

man. Instead, he cut straight to the

missing. There are still

out a way

about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

with those legs for

a man abruptly jumped

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview,

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

hostess.

server was

entirely on their sales

for a

up his hand

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

to be a bit

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man, that