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

met him during the meeting previously.

appeared to be

kind of person. Oh well, it’s

don’t judge a book

Emmanuel stepped

snort,

as they had

could spark the

top of that, the female servers had

stockings of various colors.

all striking.

for the

with just

when

clarify, “Hmph! I wasn’t

shrugged. If it were not for

to

time, they found

man was seated in a booth. There

nor men around him.

noticed that his gaze was fixed in a particular direction, and

not even notice their presence when they had

behind.

Emmanuel spotted a

out that he’s secretly

the next second, the beauty in

single glance at her astounded him as

her early twenties

outstanding looks.

pinned back with a plain hairpin,

crystalline eyes sparkled like stars

his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

uniform, but it

among the female servers.

accentuated her

was her long and slender legs encased

stockings.

Milani could not help

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Yoel

the sight of them both, he

fact that he patronized the bar to

had come to

in the mood to tease him for a

with the man. Instead, he cut

is missing. There are still two nights and a day.

a way to

when Yoel was about to respond, his

the adjacent

bored with those legs

adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

beautiful server’s path.

a university student who was

part-time at the bar.

an interview, the manager

suggested she take on a

hostess.

basic salary of a server was

made depended entirely on

for a bar hostess. She

manager holding up

she could earn at least fifty thousand a month so long

to be a bit more open,

were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy man,