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

met him during the meeting previously. He

be quite an

of person. Oh well, it’s

judge

the lead, Emmanuel stepped

a snort,

as luxurious as they had imagined, but the

could spark the

of that, the female servers had

diverse costumes and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

went doubly true for the

just a tilt of

a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t

not for

want to speak with

time, they found

was seated in a booth. There were neither

nor men around him.

fixed in

notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender

out that

second, the beauty in a black and white maid

at

her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

with a plain

Her crystalline eyes sparkled like stars in the night

wife, Mackenzie, he had

bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

it accentuated her alluring curves.

her was her long and slender legs encased in

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

holler snapped Yoel

of them both, he

he patronized the bar to steal glances at the

server had come to

mood to tease him for a bit,

Instead, he cut straight to the chase.

logo is missing. There are still two nights

a way to

respond, his

in the

bored with those legs for a

booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a

part-time at the bar.

came for an interview, the

suggested she take on a

hostess.

a server was pitifully

made depended entirely on their sales of

were different for a

holding up his

that she could earn at least

was willing to be a bit more open, considering her

to catch the