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.

the name of the craftsman from

during the meeting

and appeared to be quite an honest

kind of person. Oh well, it’s difficult

saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel

a snort,

as luxurious as they had imagined,

and could spark the

servers had stunning figures and

silk stockings

all striking.

went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt of their

when

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t talking

shrugged. If it were not for

want to speak

no time,

the man was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s secretly

in

glance at her astounded him as

was in her early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

jet-black hair was pinned back with

eyes sparkled like stars in

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

was the bar’s uniform, but it was

among the female servers.

so, it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

long and

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

of them both,

patronized the bar to

server had come to

in the mood to tease him for

the man. Instead, he cut straight

There are still

a

when Yoel was about to respond, his

in the

with those legs for a

the adjacent booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview,

he suggested she

hostess.

a server was

made depended entirely on their sales

for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his hand

she could earn at least fifty thousand a

willing to be a bit more open, considering her

the fancy of a wealthy