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 the

lit up. He may look like a dummy, and

one, but he can be

dude was humiliated by

I’ll have you

noticed everyone was staring at

idiot? Do you think a

You don’t have the right to covet

him, Emmanuel turned to Beatrix. “Is there a standard

status and wealth to be your

a stark contrast with

man.

captivated by Emmanuel as well. So

man! That hair–wax guy looks like an ill–mannered

him!

standards I

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one hundred and eighty

you achieved.”

turned to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed

his mind.

case, he’s definitely spouting

of modern education must’ve

kind

laughed again, enraging the hair–wax

could do anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not only did

the point every time he opened his mouth, but he also

I want him

the chase and

comes from. Don’t you

body cost years of

a hole and buried myself

myself here!”

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plenty of people

as long as

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

were in his shoes!

flee because he was

differences between social

I? I never felt ashamed for being poor, and

a soldier, I’ve been living my life

my fatherland and its borders.

country is minor, I’ve never committed

stand tall and with pride, no matter who I

bewildered the crowd and elicited

scion who only knew how to flaunt his wealth,

a truly

soldiers guarding the border

families wouldn’t have

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.