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.”

people, especially the women,

lit up. He may look like a

one, but he

by the laughter and roared,

weak! I’ll have you know I

noticed everyone was staring at him,

the topic. “Tsk, are you an idiot? Do you think a loser like

Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You

Beatrix. “Is

of status and wealth to be your

stark contrast with the

man.

by Emmanuel as well. So

looks like an ill–mannered child in front of

him!

standards I have are for

3/8

at least one hundred and

you achieved.”

guy turned to Jonathan, who

wasn’t that tall.

Jonathan’s lips twitched as he

his mind.

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

modern education must’ve dropped, considering

kind

laughed again, enraging the hair–wax

anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not only did

every time he opened his

want him out of my

the chase and

idea where your courage comes from. Don’t you know who Ms.

objects on her body cost years of your salary! If

and buried myself in

myself here!”

5/8

words, plenty of people eyed

handsomeness is pointless as long as he’s on a different social

felt ashamed and left in tears

were in his shoes!

because he was never one to care

differences between social

I? I never felt ashamed

I’ve been living my life with my

the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its

the country is minor, I’ve never

I’ll always stand tall and with

crowd

knew how to flaunt

truly

brave soldiers guarding the border like him, the

wouldn’t have had

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.