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.

of

had once met him during the meeting

and appeared to be quite an

person. Oh well, it’s difficult

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

the lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

with just a

when

wasn’t talking about

merely shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he

to speak with

time, they found

man was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

the next second, the beauty in a black

at her astounded him as

was in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

sparkled like stars in the

he had

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless,

her long and slender

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel back

the sight of them both, he

bar to steal glances at

had come

tease him for a bit, much

with the man. Instead, he cut straight to

missing. There are still two

a way to settle

Yoel was about to respond,

the

I won’t get bored with those legs

man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a university

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager was impressed by

Consequently, he suggested she take on a job as

hostess.

server was pitifully

depended entirely on

for a

holding up

at

was willing to be a bit

the fancy