A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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.

Yoel Larson was the name of the craftsman from Cloud

Construction.

Emmanuel had once met him during the meeting

previously. He wore glasses and appeared to be quite

‘an honest man.

He shouldn’t be such a kind of person. Oh well, it’s

difficult to conclude that. As the saying goes, don’t

judge a book by its cover.

Taking the lead, Emmanuel stepped into the bar.

With a snort, Milani followed.

The bar was not as luxurious as they had imagined,

but the atmosphere was exceedingly amorous and

could spark the lust of young couples.

On top of that, the female servers had stunning figures

and were dressed in diverse costumes and silk

stockings of various colors. Verily, they were all striking.

That went doubly true for the bar hostesses. Anything

they wore underneath would be bared with just a tilt of

their bottoms.

“What a perv!” Milani sneered. Only when Emmanuel

turned to her did she deliberately clarify, “Hmph! I

wasn’t talking about you but Yoel!”

Emmanuel merely shrugged. If it were not for business

issues, he did not even want to speak with her.

In no time, they found Yoel.

Unexpectedly, the man was seated in a booth. There

were neither women nor men around him.

Emmanuel noticed that his gaze was fixed in a

particular direction, and he did not even notice their

presence when they had walked up to him from

behind.

Following his gaze, Emmanuel spotted a slender figure.

Ah, it turns out that he’s secretly eyeballing a beauty.

In the next second, the beauty in a black and white

maid costume turned around. A single glance at her

astounded him as well.

The woman was in her early twenties with exquisite

features, fair skin, and outstanding looks.

Her jet–black hair was pinned back with a plain hairpin,

and she exuded innocence. Her crystalline eyes

sparkled like stars in the night sky.

Other than his wife, Mackenzie, he had never seen such

a beautiful girl.

Her maid costume was the bar’s uniform, but it was the

most conservative among the female servers.

Even so, it accentuated her alluring curves.

Nonetheless, the most attractive part of her was her

long and slender legs encased in silk stockings.

In fact, even Milani could not help envying her.

“Mr. Larson! We’re here!”

“Huh?”

Emmanuel’s sudden holler snapped Yoel back to his

senses.

At the sight of them both, he promptly flushed bright

red.

The fact that he patronized the bar to steal glances at

the beautiful female server had come to light.

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

much less speak about that with the man. Instead, he

cut straight to the chase. “One of the four lines on the

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

Can you figure out a way to settle this?”

Just when Yoel was about to respond, his attention

was snagged by the commotion in the adjacent

booth.

“Tsk–tsk! I won’t get bored with those legs for a year!”

At the adjacent booth, a man abruptly jumped out and

blocked the beautiful server’s path.

The server was Xylie Tanner, a university student who

was working part–time at the bar.

When she came for an interview, the manager was

impressed by her beauty and aura. Consequently, he

suggested she take on a job as a bar hostess.

Ultimately, the basic salary of a server was pitifully low,

and the money they made depended entirely on their

sales of liquor.

Conversely, things were different for a bar hostess. She

still remembered the manager holding up his hand to

her.

He told her that she could earn at least fifty thousand

a month so long as she was willing to be a bit more

open, considering her looks.

If she were so lucky to catch the fancy of a wealthy

man, that amount could multiply tenfold or even

without an upper limit.

Not only did Xylie turn down the offer right then and

there, but she even whirled around to leave.

However, the manager called her back and agreed to

take her on as a server.

Being a bar manager, he had seen all kinds of women.

Many who were initially virtuous ended up selling their

bodies for money.

He believed that Xylie would likewise become a bar

hostess sooner or later if she needed the money. It was

unnecessary for him to persuade her further.

To his surprise, Xylie remained firm in her bottom line.

Her looks and aura attracted many men in the bar,

with Yoel being one of them.

He visited the bar every day after work just because he

wanted to have a look at her.

“Do you need any liquor?”

Despite having been stopped by the scoundrel of a

man at that moment, Xylie still had to force a smile

and put forth that question courteously.

Seeing her in such a situation, even Emmanuel felt

sorry for her, let alone Yoel.

Ah, she’s a poor girl who’s desperate to make ends

meet. I understand such hardship and helplessness!

“Tsk–tsk, what a devastating beauty!”

The scoundrelly man was somebody. When he sprang

to his feet, the rest of the men in the booth followed

suit and surrounded Xylie.

Xylie could not help panicking. Clutching the liquor

menu to her chest, she slowly backed away, trembling

slightly.

Still, she suppressed her repulsion toward the man and.

mustered her courage to hold the liquor menu out.

Smiling, she stated, “This is the list of liquor available in

the bar, Sir. Some are pretty good, and I personally

recommended them!”

Emmanuel was impressed by her way of dealing with the matter. It was plainly evident that the man

had vile intentions, yet she was trying her best to yank him

back to the right path.

Alas, no sooner had she handed the menu to the man

than he snatched it away and placed it under his nose

before taking a hard sniff. He wore a downright

salacious expression on his face.

“Tsk–tsk, this menu was plastered against the beauty’s

chest, and it’s incredibly fragrant!”

Right after he said that, the lackeys around him

clamored to have a whiff of the menu.

The man was very generous, casually handing the

liquor menu to the lackey beside him.

The entire group of men sniffed at the menu

depravedly as though it was Xylie’s bosom.

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