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.

Larson was the name of

met him during the

to be

kind of person. Oh well, it’s

don’t judge a book by its

lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort, Milani

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined, but

exceedingly amorous and could spark the lust of

top of that, the female servers

stockings of various

all striking.

for the bar

be bared with just a tilt of their

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to her

wasn’t

not for business issues,

to

time,

seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had walked

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s secretly eyeballing a

in a black and white

at her astounded him as

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

sparkled like

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such a

bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

of her was her long and slender

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

server had come

was not in the mood to tease him

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

on the logo is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

a way

was about to respond,

in the

won’t get bored with those legs for a

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

for an interview, the manager

he suggested she take

hostess.

the basic salary of a server

entirely on their sales of

were different for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up his hand to

could earn at

be a bit

lucky to catch the fancy of