Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 138

After finishing his shift at the hospital, Emmanuel drove his Maserati straight

to Terence Group the next day.

To his surprise, he ran into Beatrix just as she got out of her car at the

entrance of the company building.

“Hey, Dummy!” Beatrix waved at Emmanuel.

Frowning, the man stepped out of his car and approached her, adopting a

serious tone. “Ms. Beatrix, I am not a dummy.”

“If you aren’t a dummy, why did you respond when I called?” Beatrix chuckled.

If she wasn’t his boss, he would have considered snapping back.

“All right, I won’t call you that anymore, okay? Don’t be so angry!”

Beatrix quickly tried to placate him, considering he had saved her life and

was also her brother–in–law. She felt obligated to show him some respect.

After all, the nickname was reserved exclusively for Mackenzie.

“Do you have a nickname?” Beatrix asked.

Emmanuel shook his head even though he had one which was mostly used

by his family.

that’s perfect. I’ll give you one now. From

Emmanuel’s preferences. Before he

she continued, “I’ll call

Emmanuel

She

Manuel, how did you manage to leave

night?” she asked.

curiosity about the incident grew

relentless questioning. She turned her attention

hoping to unravel

Emmanuel couldn’t provide a

want anyone to know about

sort of deal with the female boss to save your life?”

made a guess when

had pondered over it last night,

After all, Emmanuel had good looks and

possible that the woman had fallen for

imagined explicit

that were indeed the case, she couldn’t help but feel

Mackenzie.

deal? What kind of deal? We just spent

Emmanuel confessed.

Did anything

me a hug, and that

you? Was it a

Why are