Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 129

Abruptly, Beatrix leaped, frightening Emmanuel.

In the next moment, she grabbed his hand and smiled at Elizabeth. “Let

me introduce you to Mr. Emmanuel Lowe! He’s my escort tonight.”

Emmanuel and Elizabeth were astonished.

What’s this situation? Elizabeth was confounded. Beatrix should know

Jonathan likes her, yet she intentionally asked a handsome man to pick

her up! She’s clearly trying to stir up trouble!

”

The moment Jonathan noticed Emmanuel was speaking to Beatrix, he

speedily approached her with his buddies.

Elizabeth was a tad fearful upon spotting Jonathan striding toward them

fiercely. Emmanuel may be handsome, but he can’t win against a wealthy

individual in this materialistic society!

Before Jonathan could speak, his buddy, whose head was covered in hair

wax, glanced at the brand of Emmanuel’s clothing. Then, he threatened

with contempt, “The most important quality a person should possess is

self–awareness. If you wish to acquaint yourself with someone in high

places, you need to be capable of it first. Otherwise, you’ll get unlucky

easily.” So what if this man can wear his cheap clothing well? Our leather

shoes are still worth more than everything on his body. He can act cool,

but he can’t pretend to be rich!

The surrounding youngsters loved to watch any drama unfold, so they

promptly gathered around Emmanuel.

Plenty of men commented on him. While they were jealous of his

impressive figure, they thought he wasn’t a good match for Beatrix.

Emmanuel wasn’t angry, but he wasn’t a doormat either. Swiftly, he acted

like a foolish jester. “In high places? I don’t think the sixth floor is that high. I

barely broke a sweat reaching here. Are you so physically weak that you

think the sixth floor is a high place to reach by stairs? Tsk, tsk. Youngsters

like you should exercise more.”

of people, especially

look like a

one, but he

was humiliated by the laughter and roared, “How

I’ll have you know I can-”

everyone was staring at

“Tsk, are you an idiot? Do you think a loser

be Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have the

“Is there a standard I need

terms of status and wealth to be your escort,

a stark contrast with the enraged

man.

well. So that’s the charm of

like an ill–mannered child

him!

only standards I have are for height

3/8

one hundred

you achieved.”

to Jonathan, who

wasn’t that tall.

twitched as he cursed

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense earlier.” Emmanuel

education must’ve

this kind

again, enraging the

Jonathan kicked him

opened

want him out of

straight to the chase and sneered at Emmanuel.

comes from. Don’t you know

Any of the objects on her body cost years of your

and buried myself

myself here!”

5/8

his words, plenty of people eyed Emmanuel

pointless as long as he’s on a

Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left in tears if

were in his shoes!

he

between social

I never felt ashamed for being poor, and

living my life with my head

battlefield, protecting my

contribution to the country is

stand tall and with pride, no matter

bewildered the crowd and elicited

to a scion who only knew how to flaunt his

a truly admirable

the

wouldn’t have had

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.