Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 882 Ashton Sought Emmanuel Out

Ashton hated Nathan’s guts as well. In her opinion, not only was he a weakling, he was also a good-for-

nothing.

Despite being a part of a powerful family, that family had nurtured him with care since childhood and even let him learn from experts, and he remained mediocre after all these years.

She only admired mature and charismatic men like Sage, not a weakling who slept around with women. She wouldn’t fall for a man in the first place if the man couldn’t dominate her.

She attended the banquet with two goals. First, she heard that Nathan had taken Xylie in. So, she wanted to bring Xylie back to Yeringham. Second, she was told that Emmanuel also attended the banquet, so she planned to meet up with him.

Earlier today, she tried to persuade Nathan to hand Xylie over. As expected, he refused, which explained her cold attitude toward him a moment ago.

Ashton had returned to the banquet hall and found Emmanuel alone in a corner, looking out of place.

He only attended the banquet to wait for Nathan’s signal, hoping to persuade that mysterious woman to give up competing with him. He had been waiting for Nathan’s cue all this time.

study the beverage provided at the banquet, not expecting a woman to approach him.

first. The pair of legs were to his liking, not too pale, straight, and fit. They

noticed her slim waist. Above that were her ample breasts.

pose accentuated her curves, which

greeted by Ashton’s poker face. The sight sent a chill down his spine. “You

afraid to see me?” She smiled triumphantly,

straight face, “What should I be afraid of?

drew a sneer out of her.

face instead of speaking them in a teasing tone like a playboy would. The realization

to her hand, then to her eyes, but he deliberately

dress tonight, and she just

Rolling his eyes, he said, “Miss Ashton, with all due respect, I’m not interested in looking at you even if you’re not wearing

eyes, he said, “Miss Ashton, with all due respect,

you-” Her face was livid with anger.

“You need my help to solve the case, don’t you? Hostility