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.

was the name of the craftsman

once met him during the meeting

and appeared to be

of person. Oh well,

saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

as luxurious as they had imagined, but

spark the lust

the female servers had stunning figures and were

costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of their

Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about

shrugged. If it were not for business issues,

to speak

time,

was seated in

nor men around him.

fixed in a particular direction, and

notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a black and white maid

single glance at her astounded him

twenties

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

sparkled like stars in the

wife, Mackenzie, he had

uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

long and slender legs

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back to

of them both, he

patronized the bar to

had come

tease him for

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

missing. There are still two nights and

figure out a way

about to respond,

in the

get bored with

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed

he suggested she take on a job as a

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

made depended entirely on their sales

were different for a bar

holding up

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

be a

lucky to catch the fancy