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.

one now. From now on, you’ll

announced, disregarding Emmanuel’s preferences. Before he

“I’ll call

Emmanuel furrowed his

and willful. She had forced a name upon

you manage to

night?” she asked.

the incident

questioning. She turned her

to unravel

a straightforward response

want anyone to know about

some sort of deal with the female

made a guess when she saw

had pondered over it last night, and this seemed to

After all, Emmanuel had good looks

was possible that the woman had

had even imagined explicit scenes in her

the case, she couldn’t help

Mackenzie.

We just spent some time alone together,”

Emmanuel confessed.

Did anything

hug, and that

hugged you? Was it a tight

hug. Why are you asking about this?”