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.”

especially

He may look like a dummy, and

he can be quite

by the laughter and

call me weak! I’ll have you know I can-”

he noticed everyone was staring at him, he interrupted himself

an idiot? Do you think a

Beatrix’s escort? You don’t

turned to Beatrix. “Is

status and wealth

demeanor was a stark contrast with the

man.

Emmanuel as well. So that’s the charm of

looks like an ill–mannered child in front

him!

I have

3/8

least one hundred

you achieved.”

hair–wax guy turned to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed his hair

his mind.

definitely

quality of modern education must’ve dropped, considering

this kind

laughed again, enraging

Jonathan kicked him away.

every time he opened his

him

cut straight to the chase and

from. Don’t you

Any of the objects on her body cost years of your salary! If I were

a hole and buried myself in there

myself here!”

5/8

his words, plenty of people eyed Emmanuel with disdain.

long as he’s on a different social

felt ashamed and left in

were in his shoes!

Emmanuel didn’t flee because he was never one to care

differences between

I? I never felt ashamed for being

living my life with my

the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its borders.

to the country is minor,

tall and with pride, no matter

crowd and elicited respect

to a scion who only knew how to

a truly admirable

for brave soldiers guarding the border like him, the

families wouldn’t have had a

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.