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

visibly lit up. He may look

one, but he can be

hair–wax dude was humiliated by the laughter and roared, “How

weak! I’ll have you know I

he noticed everyone was staring

are you an idiot? Do you

You don’t have the

turned to Beatrix. “Is there a standard I

in terms of status and wealth

demeanor was a stark contrast

man.

by Emmanuel as well. So

hair–wax guy looks like an ill–mannered child in front

him!

grinned. “The only standards I have are for

3/8

at least one hundred

you achieved.”

hair–wax guy turned to

wasn’t that tall.

of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed his hair wax

his mind.

he’s definitely spouting nonsense earlier.”

of modern education must’ve dropped, considering

kind of

laughed again, enraging the

could do anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not only

opened his

I want him out

the chase and sneered at Emmanuel.

comes from. Don’t you know

body cost years of your salary! If I were

and buried

myself here!”

5/8

of people eyed Emmanuel with

pointless as long as he’s on a different social

to Ms. Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left

were in his shoes!

flee because he was never one to

between

argued, “Why should I? I never felt ashamed for being poor,

I’ve been living my life with my head held

my

is minor,

stand tall and with

words bewildered the crowd and elicited respect

only knew how

truly admirable

guarding the border like

wouldn’t have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.