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 the

once met him during the

to be quite an honest

of person.

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

lead, Emmanuel

a snort, Milani

luxurious as they had

and could spark the lust of

servers had stunning figures and were

silk stockings

all striking.

the bar

would be bared with just

Only when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking about

it were not

to speak

no time, they

was seated in a

nor men around him.

fixed in a

when they had walked up

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing

next second, the beauty in

single glance at her astounded him

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a

like

Mackenzie, he had never

uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

them both, he promptly

that he patronized the bar to steal glances

had come

not in the mood to tease him for a bit, much less

man. Instead, he cut straight to the

missing. There

figure out a way to settle

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was

in the

won’t get bored with

the adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the

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

hostess.

the basic salary of a server was pitifully

made depended entirely on their

things were different for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand

could earn at least fifty thousand

be a

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