Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 365

“I know who you are, Quinn the Cat! Why would someone like you become a

lackey for others?” Emmanuel asked, looking at Quinn.

Quinn trembled slightly, then smiled and asked, “You know me?”

“Of course!” Emmanuel said confidently. “You’re one of Chanaea’s Five

Shapeshifters, and the only one who can achieve such mastery in Palm Drop

must be the great Quinn The Cat of West End, right?” After a pause,

Emmanuel sighed and continued, “It’s a pity. You’re a great master, yet you

stoop so low and serve others like a dog. It’s truly a tragedy in the martial

world!”

Everyone’s gaze shifted between Emmanuel and Quinn. They wondered how

familiar he was with the martial world, but when they realized how renowned

Quinn was, it was no surprise that his martial arts were exceptional!

-However, Quinn retorted coldly, “By saying that, you only make me want to kill

you even more!” Everyone had their pride, and being a grandmaster, working

for money was already a blow to his self–esteem. To have it said out loud in

public was even more embarrassing!

Taking advantage of the gap in the conversation between Emmanuel and

Quinn, Hubert felt that he should do something. Hence, he quietly walked

toward Claudette and gently patted her shoulder. He believed that

Emmanuel wouldn’t live long, and as long as Hubert could convince her to

give up on Emmanuel, there would be no one to plead for his life. Moreover,

he knew killing Emmanuel tonight was only a matter of time. Once Emmanuel

was gone, there would be one less obstacle for him to pursue Mackenzie!

to his surprise, as she felt someone touch her, she

and abruptly plunged the fork in her

splattered all around!

screamed in pain, staggering backward.

blood began dripping on the

increasingly strong and

was dumbfounded by this sudden turn

the other hand, Claudette calmly discarded

and hair, and sat back down, instructing, “Waiter, please bring me

new set of cutleries.”

room heard this, there was an

dared to

disbelief. Undoubtedly, Ms. Lenoir is

beautiful women I have ever seen.

who could have predicted that such a goddess would be

Just what sort of demons are partying tonight at

Resort?

what they saw! In their

knew she was the princess

who could have expected

stabbed someone in the hand

silverware

bold woman she was!

Magnus frowned and looked at

trying to do?”

Hubert did not realize that Magnus was a perfectionist or

another man to touch her. Hence,

I was worried about a

hurt. I wanted to persuade

would have

directly? She’s

the situation, Magnus chuckled and replied,

meddled too much!”

N

had made a

gentle expression when he looked at Claudette. Then, he

Lenoir

with the illustrious

individuals possibly be lacking in any

individuality?” Magnus commented.

did not realize that Magnus was a perfectionist

another man to touch her.