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 craftsman

during the

appeared to be

such a kind of person. Oh well,

the saying goes, don’t judge a book by

lead, Emmanuel stepped into

a snort, Milani

not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

could spark

of that, the female servers had

silk stockings of various

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything they

would be bared with just a tilt of their

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her did

wasn’t talking about

it were not for business

want to

time, they found

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

notice their presence when they

behind.

Emmanuel spotted

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

second, the beauty in a black and

glance at her astounded

in her early twenties with

outstanding looks.

back with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the

he had never seen such a beautiful

bar’s uniform,

among the female servers.

her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

her was her long and slender legs

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

sudden holler snapped Yoel back

sight of them both, he

patronized the bar to steal

had come

mood to tease him

Instead, he cut straight to the chase. “One

on the logo is missing. There are

figure out a way to

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was

the

bored with those legs for

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the

she take on a job as a

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully

depended entirely on

things were different for a

up

that she could earn at least fifty

be a bit more open,

the fancy of