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

him during the

be quite an honest

person. Oh well, it’s difficult

saying goes, don’t judge a

lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort,

not as luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark the lust of young

servers

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily,

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

with just a

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

wasn’t talking

it were not

want to speak with

no time, they

was seated in a booth. There were

nor men around him.

that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction,

even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel

it turns out that

in a

A single glance at her astounded him as

early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and

sparkled like

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

was the bar’s uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her

long and

stockings.

even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back to

both,

fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances

server had come

in the mood to tease

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

on the logo is missing. There are

figure out a way to

about to respond, his attention was

in the adjacent

bored with those legs for

booth, a man

beautiful server’s path.

server was Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

interview,

she take on

hostess.

of a server was

made depended entirely on their

different for a

holding up his

she could earn at least fifty

be a bit more

she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a