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.

was the name of the craftsman from

had once met him during the

to be quite

of person. Oh well, it’s difficult to conclude

the saying goes, don’t judge a book

Emmanuel

snort,

not as luxurious as they had

spark the lust of young

servers had stunning figures and were

costumes and silk stockings of various

all striking.

for the bar

would be bared with just

sneered. Only when Emmanuel turned to

“Hmph! I wasn’t talking about

If it were not for business

to speak with

time, they found

was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

was fixed

even notice their presence when

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that

next second, the beauty in

single glance at

her early twenties with exquisite

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin, and she

eyes sparkled like stars

than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never

was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves. Nonetheless, the

part of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel back

of them both, he

bar to steal

had come

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

with the man. Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

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

figure out a way to settle

Yoel was about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the

get bored with those

man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

part-time at the bar.

she came for an interview, the manager was impressed by

suggested she take on

hostess.

server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on their

different for a bar hostess. She still

holding up his hand

told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand a

be a bit

the fancy of