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

had once met him during the meeting previously.

be quite

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

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel

snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust

of that, the female servers

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything they

bared with just a

when Emmanuel

I wasn’t

If it were not for business issues,

want to speak with

no time, they

the man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed

notice their presence when they had

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly eyeballing

next second, the beauty in a black and white maid costume

glance at her astounded him as

her early twenties

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her

long and slender

stockings.

Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back to his

them both, he

fact that he patronized the bar to

had

mood to tease him for a bit, much less

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

logo is missing. There are still two nights and

out a way to settle

was about to respond, his attention

in the adjacent

with those legs

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

he suggested she take

hostess.

of a server

on their

different for a bar

holding up

she could earn at least fifty thousand a

was willing to be a bit more

to catch the