Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

After turning right at the door, Emmanuel finally found

table number eight in the common dining area.

Sure enough, a woman was seated at the table,

looking like she was running out of patience.

Dressed in professional attire that accentuated her

beautiful curves, she was, by all means, a sight to

behold.

Even though she didn’t exude the same air of elegance

that Mackenzie had, there was no denying she had the

power to make men fall at her feet.

Thankfully, Emmanuel wasn’t disappointed in the

slightest. After all, he was well aware of his own

qualities.

Without further ado, he straightened himself up and

approached the woman with a smile.

“Sorry I’m late! My name’s Emmanuel Lowe. I’m

twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist

with an annual salary of eighty thousand-”

“Stop!” the woman coldly interrupted before he could

finish his introduction. “What’s the meaning of this?

With what little you have to offer, do you seriously think

women would want to marry you? I can’t believe you

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even had the nerve to be late! What right do you have

to keep a woman waiting? This has been an utter

waste of my time. Hmph!”

After firing off a barrage of questions, the red-faced

woman angrily splashed a glass of water on

Emmanuel’s face.

The latter, who was caught off guard, instantly

became soaking wet.

Nevertheless, Emmanuel didn’t lose his temper. After

all, he was indeed late because he went to the wrong

place, so he could understand why the woman was

upset.

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“Hmph. You’re twenty-eight and still only earning

eighty-thousand a year. No wonder you’re doing so

poorly! Not only do you lack punctuality, but you also

don’t seem to take life seriously. You’re doomed to be

at the bottom of the social hierarchy your entire life!

I’m shocked you even have the guts to go on a blind

date with me… Stop being delusional!” the woman

scolded as she shot Emmanuel a look of contempt.

The next second, she grabbed her bag and stormed

off, not once bothering to leave her name.

To add insult to injury, she even waved a wad of cash

face, then slapped

table as payment for

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latter’s gaze darkened instantly as

pulsing through his veins.

woman is humiliating me! I may

for marriage, but

temper! Argh! As much as I want

actions, I

capability…

gone, Emmanuel, too,

café glumly.

only

a long-haired man deliberately

a BMW and screaming

help but furrow his brows. Oh,

clearly staging a car accident. Why

much trouble in

“Ah! Someone’s been hit!”

My leg’s

men immediately rushed out to join

when the long-haired man fell

ground.

must be the

then, a young lady hastily

maroon sleeveless dress that revealed

of tender, fair

long, shapely legs and

from the neckline, there was

sexy and

How could I have injured

I was driving so slowly?” she asked

later, the long-haired man’s

woman, demanding

Pay up! Pay

people in the café had witnessed

they were so afraid of

men that no one dared to

guys

having resigned herself

to settle the matter with

thugs, however, began

drooling over

don’t you have some

men suggested

tugged at her dress.

that, what had started as a

into

was so scared

until she

Emmanuel.

advantage of

in front of her

long-haired man.

broken, and you’re asking for

huh?”

seeing Emmanuel’s menacing

chills down their

the same time, Mackenzie was sitting in

watching the

that man would

would

against five thugs.

next second, Emmanuel

the

latter shouted in

the leg that was

That

had curled her lips into

was one of her properties,

seen how Emmanuel’s blind

was a coward

water. Who knew

who doesn’t lose his temper

he looks rather charming

his tough

this? Didn’t you say your

mocked.

onlookers realized that the

lied about his injury, they

and criticizing him.

thugs had also

After all, they knew

turned on them.

I’ll let you off this time, brat! You’d

the long-haired

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