Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 93

Mackenzie did not bother about him and headed back to her room.

“Wait up, Ms. Quillen!” Emmanuel called out to her after entering the house

and locking the door.

“Did I step on your toes today? Why are you acting so angsty? Also, what

do you mean by looking for backup? Let’s settle things once and for all

now!”

Emmanuel’s tone was assertive; no men had spoken to Mackenzie in that

manner before.

Mackenzie glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes giving off an icy glint.

Seeing her expression, Emmanuel knew she must be harboring a grudge.

Mackenzie could hide her feelings well in front of people, except for

Emmanuel, whom she did not give any qualms about outright displaying

her emotions.

“How did you come back earlier?”

“What do you mean?” Emmanuel’s brows knitted tighter.

“Which woman sent you home?” Mackenzie raised her voice, her tone

increasingly cold.

upon Emmanuel. So it’s

Claudette sending me home?

“Emmanuel, listen up!”

Emmanuel not respond, Mackenzie

you, but I’m still your

me due respect and don’t cheat

a thorn in my flesh even

to hook up with a young, pretty heiress, but just not while

married. Do

words so ridiculous that it

Mackenzie

such a response? Is he tired

Emmanuel strode toward

became flustered when she saw Emmanuel’s eyes firing like

She stuttered while trying to be composed, “W-What

to do?”

for a weapon to protect herself in

tried to

Emmanuel quickly pinned her against the

escape.

and furious, Mackenzie glared

What audacity!

“Listen!”

t

her feelings and yelled, “Ms. Lenoir sent

was giving her treatment! She

before I knew you. Other