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.

you one now. From now

disregarding Emmanuel’s preferences. Before he

continued, “I’ll call you Manuel from now

on earth?” Emmanuel furrowed

willful. She had

how did you manage to leave the hotel unscathed

night?” she asked.

incident grew stronger.

relentless questioning. She

hoping to unravel the

provide a straightforward

to know about his past

strike some sort of deal with the female

when

it last night, and

possibility. After all, Emmanuel had good

the woman

even imagined explicit scenes

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

Mackenzie.

kind of deal? We just spent some time alone together,”

Emmanuel confessed.

Alone together? Did anything physical

me a hug, and

you? Was it a

a tight hug. Why are you asking about this?”