Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 861 VIP Cardholder of Longine Bank

“Hmph, I did not cut in line! I have urgent matters to attend to, and I am a VIP cardholder of Longiné Bank. I am entitled to priority service!”

Sensing that the situation was not in her favor, the woman pulled out an impressive-looking bank card and looked at Emmanuel with an arrogant expression.

“See that? This exchange counter has a partnership with Longine Bank. VIP customers have priority!”

With that said, the crowd around them changed their opinions once again.

“She’s a big shot. No wonder she’s so arrogant!”

“Yeah, that man can only endure it, right? He’s not as wealthy as her, after all!”

Emmanuel remained expressionless and bluntly said, “Since you have priority, you can go ahead and exchange your money first. Still, you must apologize to me because you stepped on me!”

He did not expect the woman to show no remorse at all. Instead, she looked at him with mocking and proud eyes, “You want me to apologize to you? Are you daydreaming? You were in my way. I didn’t make you kneel down, so I’ve already shown mercy!”.

Emmanuel’s eyebrows immediately furrowed.

How could there be such a rude and unreasonable woman?

she were in a hurry, but apologizing after stepping on someone was basic manners taught

argue with this woman. He just wanted to get

woman.

just when he decided not to argue, the woman thought he was afraid and asked her boyfriend to

Looking at you, you’re probably a country bumpkin who has never been abroad! You don’t even understand the meaning of ‘ladies first,’

embarrass yourself by going anywhere. You’ll

dressed appropriately, so what is there to be embarrassed about? It’s you who forcefully cut in line and acted arrogantly in public. That’s what is embarrassing. You’re making people think that our country is full of uncivilized female chauvinists like

you argue with

not expect Emmanuel to argue back, and she was so

like the two blobs of flesh were about to jump out of

with me telling you off? Have

and determined expression was

anger.

“You… Go to hell!”

princess syndrome flared up again, and

glared at Emmanuel as if she were daring him to dodge

wrist and gently flicked it, causing her to lose her balance

she even deliberately

“You’re crazy!”

frowned, feeling that this woman really liked to put

“Darling, what happened?”

man saw his girlfriend fall and forgot all about his money to hurry over to