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 the craftsman from

during

be

such a kind of person. Oh

goes, don’t judge a book by its

Emmanuel stepped

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they

and could spark the lust of young

female servers had stunning

diverse costumes and silk stockings of

all striking.

doubly true for the bar hostesses.

just a

perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t

not for business issues, he did

to speak

no time,

in a

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a

next second, the beauty in a black and white

A single glance at

early twenties with exquisite features, fair

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a beautiful

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the most

among the female servers.

accentuated her alluring curves.

of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

fact, even Milani could

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

the sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

patronized the bar

server had come to

mood to tease

he cut straight

There are

a

to respond, his attention was snagged by

in the

with those legs for a

man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

he suggested she take on

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

depended entirely on their sales

things were different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up his hand to

that she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so

was willing to be a bit more open,

she were so lucky to catch the fancy