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

up. He may look

he can be quite

by the laughter and

weak! I’ll have

staring at him,

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

Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have the

to Beatrix. “Is there

of status and wealth to be your escort,

demeanor was a stark contrast

man.

well. So that’s the

like an ill–mannered

him!

only standards I have

3/8

one hundred and eighty centimeters

you achieved.”

the hair–wax guy turned to

wasn’t that tall.

as he cursed his hair wax

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely

modern education must’ve

kind

enraging

kicked him away.

every time he opened his mouth,

him out of

to the chase

comes from. Don’t you know

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

hole and buried myself in there

myself here!”

5/8

his words, plenty of people eyed Emmanuel

as long as he’s on a different

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

were in his shoes!

he was

between social

never felt

soldier, I’ve been living my life with my head held

on the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and

to the country is minor, I’ve never

stand tall and with

bewildered the crowd and elicited

scion who only knew how to flaunt his

truly admirable

soldiers guarding the border like him, the descendants

families wouldn’t have had a

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.