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 the

look like a dummy, and

him one, but he can be quite

humiliated by

call me weak! I’ll have

noticed everyone was staring at him, he interrupted himself

are you an idiot? Do you think a loser like

You don’t have the right

Beatrix. “Is there a standard

status and wealth to be your escort, Beatrix?”

a stark

man.

was captivated by Emmanuel as well. So that’s the charm of

guy looks like an ill–mannered child in front

him!

standards I have are for

3/8

least one hundred

you achieved.”

to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

as he cursed his hair wax

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense

of modern education

kind

enraging the hair–wax

he could do anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not

he opened

him out of

cut straight to the chase and sneered at Emmanuel.

from. Don’t you know

objects on her body cost years of your salary! If I were you,

buried

myself here!”

5/8

plenty of people

pointless as long as he’s on

Ms. Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and

were in his shoes!

flee because he was never one

differences between social

“Why should I? I never felt ashamed for

living my

the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its

contribution to the country is

and with pride, no

the crowd and elicited respect from

a scion who only knew how

a truly admirable

guarding the border like him,

have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.