Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 485

Mackenzie, engrossed in handling some matters on her phone, was caught

off guard by the sudden jolt, leaving her slightly disheveled. Hastily, she tidied

her hair and glanced up.

She knew Emmanuel was a skilled driver and wouldn’t brake so suddenly

without reason. However, it was early in the morning, so what could be

obstructing their path at the residential area entrance?

As her gaze lifted, instant comprehension dawned upon her. Her eyebrows

furrowed, and she swiftly rolled down the car window to deliver a stern

reprimand. “Quintus, what kind of crazy stunt are you pulling again? Get lost!”

The strained connection she had with the Lenoir family had intensified her

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aversion toward Quintus. Why are people from the Lenoir family so annoying?

“Mackenzie, I’m not here to find you today!” Quintus‘ attitude was slightly

different from usual. He abandoned his sycophantic attitude and directly

pointed at Emmanuel, challenging, “Emmanuel, if you’re a man, get out of the

car. I must have a showdown with you today!”

“What a crazy man!” Mackenzie muttered under her breath and firmly

into him! I’ll take responsibility

happens!”

was stunned. While he also found

recklessly and ram

with

measures, the situation would only

not do it, then I will!”

seatbelt and reached

down!” Emmanuel hurriedly attempted to persuade

a single glance from her, he shut his mouth and

proceed as she pleased.

grasp the reason behind

or the rationality that was

he could do was place his trust in

stepped on the gas pedal,

Quintus recklessly.

of her mind?!” Quintus cursed angrily

side, attempting to dodge the

had thought himself formidable, but it turned out he was no

who fearlessly dared to crash

the Maserati sped out of the

back into the passenger seat, looking

had happened.

couldn’t help but give her a thumbs

he had to admire his

General Lenoir or anyone else from

believe they would dare to do

shouldn’t be afraid

advised Emmanuel.

sigh upon hearing that.

the weight of guilt regarding Claudette’s

lingered within him.

death was the catalyst for the