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

during the meeting

to be quite

such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

saying goes, don’t judge

Emmanuel stepped into the

snort,

luxurious as

exceedingly amorous and could spark the

top of that, the female servers had

and silk stockings of various colors. Verily, they

all striking.

the bar hostesses. Anything

be bared with just a tilt of

Milani sneered. Only when

“Hmph! I wasn’t

it were not for business issues,

to speak with

no time, they found

was seated in a booth.

nor men around him.

gaze was fixed in a particular

not even notice their presence when they had walked up

behind.

gaze, Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly eyeballing

in a black and

at her astounded him as

woman was in her early twenties with exquisite features,

outstanding looks.

pinned back with

sparkled like stars in the

he had

bar’s uniform, but it was the

among the female servers.

her alluring curves.

part of her was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

fact, even Milani could not help envying

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

snapped Yoel back to his

them both, he promptly flushed

that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

had

mood to tease him for

that with the man. Instead, he cut

on the logo is missing. There are still two

figure out a way to

about to respond, his attention was snagged by

the adjacent

I won’t get bored with

the adjacent booth, a man abruptly

beautiful server’s path.

Xylie Tanner, a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview,

she take

hostess.

salary of a server was pitifully low,

depended entirely on their

were different for a

manager holding up

at least fifty

to be a bit more

were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy