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.

the name of the craftsman

him during

to be

of person. Oh

goes, don’t judge a

Emmanuel stepped into

snort,

bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

spark the lust

of that, the female servers had stunning

costumes and silk stockings of various

all striking.

for the bar hostesses. Anything

just a tilt of their

Only when Emmanuel turned

I wasn’t talking about you but

shrugged. If it were not for business issues, he did

want to speak

no time, they found

was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

fixed in a

not even notice their presence when they had walked up to him

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

that he’s

next second, the beauty in a black and white

glance at her astounded him

early twenties with exquisite features, fair skin,

outstanding looks.

hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

eyes sparkled like stars

he had

was the bar’s uniform, but

among the female servers.

it accentuated her

her long and

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to

them both, he promptly flushed

he patronized the bar to

had come

in the mood to tease him for a

man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

logo is missing. There

out a way

about to respond, his attention

the

with those legs

a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager

aura. Consequently, he suggested she take on a

hostess.

of a server was pitifully low,

made depended entirely on their sales

things were different for a bar hostess.

holding up his hand to

her that she could earn at least fifty thousand

willing to be a bit more open, considering her

to catch the fancy