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

had once met him during the

to be quite an honest

be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

judge

Emmanuel stepped into

snort, Milani

luxurious as they had imagined,

amorous and could spark

servers

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors.

all striking.

the bar hostesses.

just a tilt of

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

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about you

were not for business issues, he did

to speak

time,

the man was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

notice their presence when they

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

that he’s secretly eyeballing

the next second, the beauty in a black

at her

her early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

was pinned back with a

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her

long and slender

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back

them both, he

he patronized the bar to steal

had

was not in the mood to tease him for a bit, much

cut straight to the

There are still

out a way to settle

about to respond, his attention

the

get bored with

booth, a man abruptly jumped out

beautiful server’s path.

Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager was impressed by

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a job

hostess.

a server was pitifully low, and

made depended entirely on their sales of

a bar hostess.

up his hand to

her that she could earn at

willing to be a bit more open, considering

were so lucky to catch the fancy of