Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 382

Claudette knew that she had won the first step. Disregarding Emmanuel, she

insisted on standing up.

She stumbled forward, walking alone step by step toward a higher place.

Her figure was thin, and her shadow cast by the pale moonlight was like a

flickering candle flame. It made Emmanuel’s heart ache.

“Didn’t expect this, did you? It’s just me here. There’s no Mackenzie and no

Emmanuel. They have already left!”

Claudette smirked triumphantly. “I covered their escape. I’m willing to do

anything for him. There’s no one here, so if you have the guts, kill me! Prove

that you’re a failure!”

She guessed right again!

After her words, the area above the hillside soon lit up with spotlights.

Under the lights, Magnus appeared expressionless in front of Claudette’s

eyes.

Behind him was a man wearing a black leather jacket with a strong chest. He

had a camouflage shirt on, and he was also wearing a pair of peculiar

glasses with a hint of wickedness at the corners of his mouth!

His name was Casper. He was once the number one explosives expert in the

Northern Region, and also extremely skilled in sniping. In fact, he was a rare

genius!

“Where is Emmanuel hiding?”

words at all. His gaze was

the dark.

himself, he

Claudette the

understood the most. His proud ego

failure!

already told you;

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her lips in contempt.

are far inferior to Emmanuel! Unless you kill

that you lost to Emmanuel. You failed miserably on both

in love! You hired a martial arts master to challenge

a professional sniper to ambush him in the dark, but

him in the slightest. You’re a

sharp knives, piercing

disturb Magnus‘ state of mind, distract his

opportunity for Emmanuel to

“No, he didn’t leave!”

turned dark, but he quickly recovered and confidently

have you forgotten that I know you better than anyone?

wouldn’t be standing here talking to

smile gradually disappeared, and she sighed helplessly.

admit it, this man in front of her indeed

very well!

Otherwise, I will kill

even personally picked up a sniper rifle and aimed it

“Mr. Magnus-”

bodyguards behind

He had gone mad!

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madman could come up with such a plan. He was

gun

considered himself a madman who